Well, I was poisoned. Ate some bad food. That's not why I didn't update. I didn't update because I'm lazy. But the poisoning lasted almost all week. It was not enjoyable.
On the job front I'm an agent for Staffing Solutions. My first (and only) assignment for this summer is to work as a Talbot call center associate. At 8.50 an hour I can't complain. It's not a hard job, but it really isn't interesting. And I just gotta go for a month. After that's up, I'm down and out into Japan. I can endure any sort of painful horrible work if it's only going to last a couple months and ends with a trip to Japan topped off with a fated reunion with my beloved.
In all honesty, this is the first time that I've been deathly ill and can still say that it was a great week. I think it'd be the same if the world was ending. No matter what shit I have to put up with from my parent's divorce, my unemployment, long distance relationship, etc. I know it'll all be gone in July. How can I feel blue if every problem I have will burn to ashes in a month? Conversely, August will be exceptionally depressing. Problems are like a pheonix. They burn away and vanish, but they'll always rise from the ashes when you think you're done with them.
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