oc – Page 15 – The Carving Witch

Ha ha oh boy time to straight up disassociate^TM for most of the day and have my flare for writing triumphantly return because I literally can’t bear to exist on this plane anymore so I just go somewhere else instead. It’s great to see that those middle school coping mechanisms never truly died

Over the past few weeks of political posts interspersed among the puppies, ect, on my main blog, I’ve lost almost 100 followers

If
you’re not down for the basic messages of “Black lives matter” “Women
are people too” and “Nazis are bad”, good fucking riddance

Mom: Why don’t you do our taxes this year?
Dad: Why you gotta fuck with me

The spasm in my back has gotten worse/bigger and is now trying to pry one or two of my ribs out of place. I’m dropping some money on a massage tomorrow after my job interview because it’s technically cheaper than missing another day of work, but if that doesn’t help, I’m going to have to go to the doctor….I need this new job so bad

So I’m currently working my shift in so much pain that I’ve been gasping like a fish with every movement and slipping in and out of disassociation.

I have no fucking clue how I injured myself, but I’m calling off tomorrow- I have no idea how I’m going to finish this shift.

Guys. Guys. My store had one of our record players left over from the black Friday sales- a cute powder blue one that had somehow gotten tucked away so I bought it

IT WAS TWENTY BUCKS.

I need vinyl. And there’s a record store literally a couple blocks from my house. Bless

Nothing like having breakfast in my room because mom’s having some sort of weird, ongoing aneurysm over the fact that I’m having cheese with it. Like, chill, fromager d’affinois didn’t kill your father

The 3-5am saga of completing my brother’s girlfriend’s Christmas gift. It’s good to be carving again though

So I’m currently at work with a cold that’s had me delirious and possibly hallucinating at times over the last few days- and we have the cutest collection coming in that reminds me of fae and hobbits and yesterday apparently I was putting stuff away in that section when I started giggling for no reason, and when I was asked why I just said “How awesome do you think it would be to marry a hobbit??” and continued laughing

Lesson learned far too late- but even if I’d have known there would have been no other choice. Don’t take out school loans if you can help it. The government let’s you do income based repayment- your school will not.