Lost In A Small PA Town

Snippets of my life withOUT a live-in lover and her elderly father that just moved in.(again!)(Now it's out again, oh that revolving door!) Letting go of old feelings and seeking out new ones.

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Location: Christmas Tree Capital, Western PA

Where being Lost takes on a whole new meaning..

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Too Tired..

The past two weeks have proven that I'm out of shape. (More ways than I thought) My back hurts, my legs feel like anchors and the soles of my feet feel like I am walking on hot coals with the devil at my side. My said job is to be data processor but I've been on the packing floor now three weeks with hopes of moving soon into the job I was hired for. But wait; they now are saying there's going to be another three week wait! Shit by then the devil will take over my body and I'll be in hell permanently! I never knew that the pills (millions a day) we pack can produce so much dust. Our scubs are covered in white dust. Inwhich my sinus's don't like; hence my nose is plugged! Last week a migraine hit me so hard I went home. They say its the norm; two went home yesterday with migraines. All this shit just to get a paycheck! One good thing that has happened is that I've cut back on my smoking and drinking coffee. Now if only the gas prices would go down instead of up we'd all be happier.

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