Am very tired.
But I'm updating anyway.
I'm sure that my mother isn't actually happy about something that makes me miserable... well almost sure.
Talked to her about the whole Vet Tech-V-Pharm Tech thing in the car the other night.
She was so happy that I'd changed my mind and wanted to go for "a more stable job market."
Working with animals isn't stable enough apparently?
One of the fastest growing job fields, not to mention something that made me smile every day (aside from the homework headache and dealing with Super Vegan<----Girl from school... looooong stroy there), with excellent pay and benefits (depending on where you work and with what... Hi yeah I've got an in at the Pittsburgh Zoo. Big kittys people. Big kittys.)
No apparently being happy isn't good enough for her daughter.
Fuck.
My.
LIFE.
And on top of all the crap my mother has been giving me...
Can't eat today without feeling like I'm going to yack.
Not only feeling like actauly.
I was starving when I came home from work. Got changed out of the work clothes, got some dinner going.
Perogies and sauteed onions. with lots of garlic.
My favorite comfort food.
If you don't know what perogies are... you need to learn.
For real.
Google it.
Like right now.
Anyway... I eat my favorite food, settle in to watch the rest of the NCIS marathon...
And wham.
Yeah.
Now I won't be able to eat my favorite comfort food for at least two weeks.
Something about tasting the same food twice in teh same half hour.
Not pleasant.
To bed with me now.
Busy day tomorrow.
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