As the title suggests, I left Georgia.
To put it lightly, not much has happpened.
Since coming to Georgia, I’ve mostly just been working. I did manage to go to bot Momo- and DragonCon and make a few friends along the way but other than that, not much has really been going on.
I have been kinda obsessing over Facebook lately since I haven’t had a laptop in a while and due to all the dust buildup, I have been trying to limit my use of the PS4 (at least until I can get some compressed air).
I still work at Oz’s for the time being and with the high turnover, I went from being one of the two main dishwashers to simply being the only dishwasher which bumped my day count from four days to six. I used to be able to enjoy the weekend and sadly, that’s no longer the case.
Jerry came back from Louisiana today after a week in which now it’s kinda official that we all gotta start making plans and investing in ways to get outta Georgia.
The plan is still to get to Georgia to wrestle in Reality of Wrestling, I’m just gonna need a place to live when I get there and considering what kinda job I know I’m more than likely gonna end up with, I’m gonna need a roommate to keep a simple apartment because I got a lotta stuff to pay for (school, car insurance, car warranty).
Good thing I got access to a laptop now because ya boy is about to get back into writing, it’s been forever.
In the time between postings things have undulated, to say the least.
You heard me.
Okay, so if you read my earlier entries, you know that I’m not living with my cousin anymore.
Y’know, since Trump’s been President,
Catchy title, right?
In a few days, I’ll be 29 years old and I’m not even excited.
So I got fired from Little Caesar’s on the third.