I'll never crash!

Okay, working mad hours is slowly eating at my soul, I just want the money to arrive! Thankfully some of it's coming in soon-- this week in the Holt Centre is essentially what I expected, dull-- full of unnecessary actions. And more stress than I forgot existed that came with being a lab operator.
Fucking machines.
On the lighter side of things, I've been spending loads of time with Devan, who remained unmentioned due to my inability to make personal public, unless I know you in person, you know?
And with the cheesiest and most annoying day of the year around the bend, I have my platonic love, Amanda to thank for this gem:


It is mine. And I ate it.

Whew

So essentially in the last little bit I had some hardcore ups and downs, mainly ups-- and financial downs.

Working two part time jobs was becoming difficult after the holidays-- I really just missed working my 40 and then enjoying two days off.
Thankfully (and unfortunately) the full-time lab operator quit, and so I filled his shoes (which is nice, it's the same hours weekdays) and I still now can do extra at my other job. Fucking sweet.
Because truthfully I enjoy working at Urban more, I've been looking at photos for so long that I realize I need to change something if I want to get to those places I see in everyone's pictures (stability and great vacations).

So I go back to being the smiling singing lab guy of another store in the meantime, the extra cash from Urban is gonna help me pay off bills and work closer to my dream prize... XSi.

I also am going to try to keep my camera on me more often, at least I won't miss anymore failblog opportunities.