In honor of the legendary Robin Williams, a man who has always been the foundation of my childhood, I'd like to discuss what he might have been feeling towards the end. It is a rough topic, but I encourage any and all to talk about their favorite experiences with Mr. Williams in the comments.
When I had heard the news, I was in disbelief, much like everyone else within these past few days. It couldn't be, I thought, since there had never not been Robin Williams in my entire life. I first discovered him in Bicentennial Man as a little girl, a movie he made two years after my birth. It was that instant that he became my role model (and the cre
So i got the job at the mental hospital. Not washing dishes. Hoo-fucking-rah.
Servin up food on trays and other kitchen worker related issues.
No official start date as of yet, still gotta run the background check and make sure im not a criminal.
That answer depends on who you ask.
Which brings me to the point of this little journal rant thingamafuckit.
I spent the last while looking at my old journals. (cringe)
It's funny to see the ups and downs in life. The dates on each one, the time passing, and the vivid memories i have of every one of those times in my life. It's times like this i think of one of my favorite Undertale quotes,
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Been a while since my last update.
Don't think anyone on here is too worried though. Those of you that do seem interested in my day-to-day activities have me on other sources so it's all good.
But i figured what the hay. May as well not let this go stagnant. though i've no real "art" to add and it is just an online ramblings page, (though i do have many of those i don't post so i can't really call it that now can i?)
Basically im fine. Life is good.
Started Mass Effect finally. Lovin the series.
Let's see what else...?
In between jobs right now. Washing dishes finally got to meh and im off to another job.
Washing dishes...for the gove