#nuggetoftehdoomz

[nuggetirl]

UUUUUUUGHGHGHGHGHLNGHGHG

I have an interview for a new job this week. I'm excited, but if I get it I have to quit the job I waited for an year and half for. (got the job while I was in college). 

I've only been here since January, but for various reasons I'm ready to leave. But I feel so GUILTY. I'm in the rotational program, I've only been here 5 months, they offered me a year and a half before my start date, and it's EMBARRASSING to be the ONE rotational person to quit. I'm like an intern that is quitting halfway through the summer, but, my mental health is slowly degrading. I hate my job, I hate the people, it might get better when I rotate, but FUUUUUCCKKK. 

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So, I did a thing.

nuggetirl.blogspot.com

basically I have to journal for a challenge at work, so I started a blog. I probably should have just used tumblr, but I like tumblr to be funny and cuss a lot.....

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The hubs and I traded chores for the Aetherblade jumping puzzle in Guild Wars 2. I CAN FINALLY PLAY THE GODDAMN GAME AGAIN. That puzzle has plagued me. Now for some fractals and more jumping puzzles. 

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I'm setting up a MineCraft Server for me and the hubs if anyone else wants to join. We like to talk on TS3 and cuss a lot. 

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Cancelled my Final Fantasy XIV subcription. I might reup eventually, but for now I'd honestly rather play Minecraft. Which, is not a good sign. Might do the new UbiSoft RPG or maybe Wild Star. idk. 

[nuggetirl]

So, I queue things and have them post twice a day. So, pretty much everything that's not personal or related to NOW is queued. This means that it can be awhile before I see what I've reblogged. 

Now I keep seeing the things I've posted and laughing and going to queue them only to realize that it was my post to begin with. 

Not going to lie, a lot of times I re-queue because I'm so awesome. 

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So, one of the guys that works in the fitness center I go to is super friendly, but twice now I've gotten done working out and been panting and sweating and ready to go the fuck home and he's asked me if I'm okay.

Like, okay. I'm fat, I worked out hard. It takes me a minute to catch my breath. You work at a fitness center. I can't be the only miserable person you've ever seen!

[nuggetirl]

You know what's NOT helpful to do to someone that has trouble letting go of control? Not doing what you said you would for them. 

ie: Me - Hey, would you call Firestone for me, I'm getting a little overwhelmed.

Them - Sure

And then they don't fucking do it. You want my trust and not my cynicism? Earn it.