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| I do sort of look like a Matryoshka, IRL. |
This post did not start out as a list of things I'm glad for. Far from it. It started out as a fear-fueled excursion into the fact that I am sick at least 4 days of every month now, and it seems to be around those times that I decide it would be a great time to make a blog post about how much I desire everything in my near vicinity to be on fire.
So, the original post -- in all of it's self fellating,
white people problems glory -- actually began on sort of a good note. After six and a half years, and an economy that makes Oscar the Grouch's pad look like a step up,
I finally found a new job. I don't want to get into too much detail about it yet, in part because I'm superstitious enough and of constantly enough bad luck that i don't want to jinx it, but it's a step up as far as a job and pay. A big part of the reason i'm quitting where i work now is because of the fact that, taking account of the increased cost of living, I only made ¢16 extra in 6.5 years. And my manager made it pretty clear that was how it was going to stay.
The second reason I'm leaving is also sort of off limits for the immediate moment because I had to make a complaint to the state, and that means I won't know the outcome of this all for a few months yet. It also means that the likelihood I was going to be treated like crap for the remainder of my stay was pretty high.
I'm both happy and unhappy about the whole situation, because my work environment is/was both a physical and emotionally unhealthy place to function, but I also really enjoy the company of a lot of people who work there. Yeah, everyone has their fudgy little personality quirks, but they are good people with a good heart.
Well, most of them.
Well, excluding a few. Well, excluding like 10 people
who may or may not be elder demons. The new place I'm working for has a lot more opportunities for me to prove my worth, and has both an older and more world weary staff of people who share a lot of the same interests.
So, literally two days after I give my 2 weeks, I'm sick again. Head cold, no voice most of the time. I guess it was the bookstore's parting gift to me. I've also been sort of weepy because I'm starting to work through that I'm going to lose contact with a lot of my friends from the bookstore. Yeah, we all share email addresses and say we'll make the fight to see each other more, and that things will stay the same.
But I think deep down we know it's a comforting lie we tell ourselves whenever someone leaves.
The scheduling at the bookstore will still be antithetical to having a social life.
My new job will come with new schedules and new responsibilities.
I will keep in contact with 2~3 people from the bookstore and the rest will turn into a haze that I half remember only when I happen to make a party or come in to buy books (which wont be often since without my discount, I can get most of the stuff I want on Amazon.com for about the same price).
It's sad. I'm preparing myself early so that on my last day I don't spend it being a big weepy mess. I work basically 13 days straight because I start my new job immediately and it has its own schedule already in motion, so I'm trying hard to get better and take stock of things I need to finish before I actually get a move-on. My guess is that a lot of my end-of-tenure work list is going to get finished after i actually leave - I've started making holiday presents for people already and, dammit, I'm not going to scrap them!!
This is the part where
The Annual Thankfulness Post actually starts, I guess. Instead of doing my usual writing a really awful post and deleting it 5 days later, I'm using the fact that tomorrow is
Thanksgiving* as a diving board to eschew that I'm working on half a braincell and my anxiety/depression is still functioning under 'self destruction mode'. For all the pooping and crying and bitching I do about
why such-and-so is a jerk or
boo-hoo my vagina, I really am extraordinarily blessed to have the amount of good things that I do in my life, both big and small. So, in the spirit of the whole thing, here is a very incomplete list of reasons why i am going to be happy about my new beginnings and eat some turkey and then pass the fuck out;
THINGS I'M THANKFUL FOR
Who loves unordered lists? YOU DO! 8D
- My little brother. Seriously, Geg, you are the world to me. I would kill a person for you. I want everything good in world for you, and i know you've been having a rough time of it lately but I am 150% behind you. Always. You are probably one of the most sane people I know, and yes, every time I say that I know you're rolling your eyes at me and thinking about the irony of the situation, but I mean it. If I can only ever be super cereal about one thing, it is that. You are so awesome and inspiring and funny, I could keep going on. I don't know what I'd do without you. You are my go-to wing-man for everything. I will tell you everything first, and i know you have my back on it, even if I'm being a stupid selfish fuckwad. Which with me, happens often. Seriously, don't change. I love you. Now let's make out and ruin thanksgiving for everyone who just read this.
- My Bookstore friends. They have gotten me through the last 6 years, especially Mz. Austin and Hotka Hotcakes. They let me hang out with them, bitch with them, complain, kvetch... Well, mostly just kvetch. Honestly, I've done about 30 solid years of complaining in my short stay here, and not always for a good reason. But they've got my back, and I know even after I'm gone they'll still have mine. Because if for no one else, I will damn sure make time for them at least whenever I can.
- My family, for all of its backwoods carney bullcrap. My parents are both functionally insane, but good people, and I hope that one day when I finally get around to writing the David Sedaris type memoir I have in my head, they won't be too mad at me. They have helped me emotionally and financially when they can, and it's been what's helped me get through my short & eventuful life as a nobody.
- My online art friends, both old and new. There's so many names, and I'm not even going to attempt to list them all because I know I'll forget someone and get them upset which is so not what I want. Yeah, we don't always agree on stuff. Yeah, we go through periods of non communication. Yeah, we forget about each other for long periods of time. But in the end we know who we were and how how far we've come as artists. I've been given this amazing gift to watch people blossom into artists over the course of years - some rare cases, 10+ years!. I'm making new friends and getting to be part of their journey as well, and it's so loving and amazing.
- My WOW-RP friends, from when I was still active. The fact that any of you try to pay attention to me and the boring stuff I do IRL is very sweet of you. I'm glad we had the time we did together, and hopefully we'll have more opportunities in the future to make more stories together.
- The people who currently penpal/ATC xchange with me, as well as the people who have done it in the past. I love writing letters, it's such a lost art, and being able to get the gift of someone's handwritting and time spent is really heart warming. I hope that until my hands cripple up and fall off, i'm still writing letters to people.
- My noisy, 16 year old, shitbag cat. You're a pain in the ass, but you're my pain in the ass. And you're very adorable, even for an old lady. Let's be spinsters together forever.



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- Anyone who has commissioned me, ever, or has even thought about it. You give hope to someone who has been told her whole life by bizheads and family members that she'll never make it professionally.
- The combination of Banana-Orange-Pineapple juice and zinc tablets. FUCK YOU, RHINOVIRUS!
- My old, beat up wacom tablet. Without it, I'd never have gotten as far as I have.
- My brand new Keurig Mini Brewer in Flash Green. It's made my tea and coffee habits a billion times worst.
- Imgur.com. Even with all of the reposted content.
- Frogman.me. Even with all the downtime.
- My innate hoarding and organizing OCD. I've made my markers last for 10+ years, and I can keep the shelf life of my art supplies extended over 9000 as long as I keep being a weirdo!
- celsys, for bringing joy back into my digital painting life. (Even though I waited years to buy manga studio EX 4 off ebay and now you're selling the digital version for $30. I won't hold it against you forever, even though the application layout for MSEX4 is a hot mess.)
- The Namekuseijin & Blue Lantern Corps fandoms, for staying true to your dork roots and keeping in-fighting to a relative low.
- My bed. If I could marry an inanimate object, it would be my bed.
- Minecraft. For being one hell of an entertaining time waster.
- Netflix, for exactly the same.
- The 1812 Overture, which makes everything epic and hilarious at the same time.
- This .gif .
- This one, too.
- My ever increasing collection of action figures.
- Deco tape. I could supply an entire craftshow with the amount of fucking decotape I have.
- Succulents. You are the one kind of plant that I can keep alive, for some reason.
- Reading in the bathtub.
- Alternatively, my cleanliness OCD.
- My subsidized apartments. I'm glad my taxes can finally go to work for me when I'm down on my luck.
- My disgustingly huge collection of books and comics.
- Crafting. God fucking help me, I can't stop crafting!!!
- iTunes genius. I save a ton of time on making playlists when I let the application do the heavy lifting and delete out the stuff I don't want.
- Google Translate.
- Free internet stuff. I love me some good free internet junk.
- The fact that I have really small feet, because I can save a crap load on name brand shoes by buying them from the kids section. ($45 Green Gazelles, mother fucker!)
- Red hair dye, adding to my Scottishness since 2002.
- Q-tips & Toothpicks. They make cleaning my electronics super quick.
- Online Coupons. I'm such a spendthrift I live for the new weekly coupons I can use for ULTA, target, hobby lobby, and Michaels.
- My health, or what little of it remains.
- My sanity, in the same boat as the above mentioned.
- My webhost, who makes it easy for me to give links to really awesome-slash-awful images!
Here, have a completely out of context minecraft conversation.
*(for everyone except NDN members, unfortunately, in which case it's America giving itself an award for attempted genocide.)