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All the feel good is gone
Aug. 31st, 2021 09:48 pmToday was such a mixed bag. Lab went well if painful (note to self bring the cane that can stand on its own to lab) The virtual part went bad. It kept freezing up on the tutorial. I'm so done with this company.
THe art show was today and it went well. I'm sure I didn't win the people's choice and I'm fine with that. That's not why I did it (in fact I didn't know it until last week that there would be one) I will say we have talents staff and faculty. There is such fun things there. I forgot to take pictures of my stuff. Go me.
The feel good left as soon as I got home and talked to my parents. Dad mansplained to me on three different topics in like ten minutes and ended in a screaming match over a swimming pool as if I don't fucking know how expensive they are to run. ABout 3 grand a year. And you DO NOT do this with my brother who has a mother fucking pool.
How this came about, someone at work told me about a house coming up for sale, brick ranch with a pool that's about miles from work but 20-30 from the nearest grocery store. How dare I want a pool. I'm unable to keep it up. HOW DO YOU KNOW? Have you ever seen me try? I am incapable of doing anything apparently. (I also can't cut grass or maintain a lawnmower or do anything any of my other female friends are doing. i.e. women can't do anything though he'd be offended if you put it that way. That's not what I mean! Is it not?)
I had one of my two Welsh stories rejected. Oh well. THey want more from me in the future and it was a nice rejection that took time to analyze the story. I will try it other places.
THe art show was today and it went well. I'm sure I didn't win the people's choice and I'm fine with that. That's not why I did it (in fact I didn't know it until last week that there would be one) I will say we have talents staff and faculty. There is such fun things there. I forgot to take pictures of my stuff. Go me.
The feel good left as soon as I got home and talked to my parents. Dad mansplained to me on three different topics in like ten minutes and ended in a screaming match over a swimming pool as if I don't fucking know how expensive they are to run. ABout 3 grand a year. And you DO NOT do this with my brother who has a mother fucking pool.
How this came about, someone at work told me about a house coming up for sale, brick ranch with a pool that's about miles from work but 20-30 from the nearest grocery store. How dare I want a pool. I'm unable to keep it up. HOW DO YOU KNOW? Have you ever seen me try? I am incapable of doing anything apparently. (I also can't cut grass or maintain a lawnmower or do anything any of my other female friends are doing. i.e. women can't do anything though he'd be offended if you put it that way. That's not what I mean! Is it not?)
I had one of my two Welsh stories rejected. Oh well. THey want more from me in the future and it was a nice rejection that took time to analyze the story. I will try it other places.
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