Things just continue to fall into place in the wrong direction for me, Nothing like a half hour interrogation first thing this morning about my employment and current situation by the government because of the way my employment record was written... I swear it would have been easier if the assholes had just fired me. Right now I need a source of fucking Income and seeing how I can't do my job in my chosen field that leaves me with only a few options, I swear when this is all said and done I am going to make sure one way or another i have a fucking safety net under me, whether that be Disabilty or moving back to windsor, I haven't decided.. but the gears are turning in my head, it would be very easy at the current Moment to abandon everything and go back to hanging out with my freinds on partington, and forget central ontario and all it's wonderful issues... the only problem being living on partington will be a constant fucking reminder of where he was conceived... and that will haunt me for the rest of life if i make the choice that he isn't worth fighting demons of hell for.Current Mood: Tired, Can't Sleep Clowns will eat me.
Introduce a little anarchy. Upset the established order, and everything becomes chaos. I’m an agent of chaos. Oh, and you know the thing about chaos? It’s fair!
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