click on this. you will not regret it.
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cannot stop thinking about loguetown shuggy and im not talking post-execution shuggy. loguetown shuggy as in the two-year gap between reaching raftel and roger's execution. like that was it!!! that was the universe giving their chance to be together!!! to get it right!!!! except they were what? 14? 15? so of course they got it wrong!!!! of course they fucked it up, and now they've spent decades apart and buggy's got a good thing going with crocodile and mihawk and shanks is finally ready to claim the one piece or whatever and the last time they properly talked was at their captain's son's execution. funny how the only thing that seems to bring them together is death
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lmaoooo i was all excited to have some money left over after bills and time after work to hangout with friends and i woke up this morning with an absCESS IN MY THROAT???????
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So. Uh…the next couple months are gonna probably be bad with me stressing out with work and such. My whole shift is probably going to be changing—hours and days—and we are suppose to know this week what we all got. So, I’m a nervous wreck since I go on vacation this month and in two months.
My husband, on the other hand, is not holding it in well. They are forcing people in his department to go from 8a-4p to 3a-11a. And we can’t do that since my mom watches our son four days a week, which will now be 5 days with my new schedule. He is only working 8a-11a three to four days a week and his fifth day is always 8 hours. So, we lost over $500 on this paycheck.
He’s panicking, I’m taking my anxiety medicine to just not FEEL anything cause if I do, I’m going to scream or cry or hit something, so we are a wreck. We can’t even do anything for our son’s birthday this Sunday which we planned out weeks ago and have to cancel.
And my mom’s hours and days are being cut—two or three days of work instead of four—so I’m the bread winner and I’m losing my mind. Not knowing what’s gonna happen is causing me to get my period earlier than normal and I don’t wanna leave this place. We just got insurance taken care of thanks to the union, so I’ll save money, and there is no customer interactions, but dammit—I have to take melatonin to knock me out or I’ll be up all night worrying.
So, I’m a nervous wreck and just spotty with talking to people or wanting to do anything. I try to stay at places for more than four years but every TIME I do, something shitty happens. This is the third time my shift and hours have changed in four years since I’ve been here. Just…needed to vent and rant cause I hear it all day at work and I want my days off with my husband and I wanna see my kid and want to come home for dinner—!
I hate playing everything day by day. I just want a life outside of work even if I don’t have friends or anything to do. Just…want to unwind and can’t. I’ll keep you all updated on what the heck happens this month.
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My first two weeks at the new job have been eventful. My first week was busy but normal. Then pro-Palestinian protesters took over the campus library this weekend, and we've been working remote since monday.
It's a strange feeling because personally and emotionally I am on the protesters side and am horrified that police were called in to remove them today. But I don't think I can openly say that to any of my colleagues.
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Sneak peek of a sprite edit I'm working on. 👀 I've still got a lot to do with it but I'm too impatient and needed to share a little now because I am excited asdfghjklkjhghjkl Also bonus points to whoever can guess which sprite I'm using! (Hint it's not any of Goro's, it's someone else's. 👀 )
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Idk why I thought sitting and talking with my father would be a good idea when I'm already not feeling great. Just got another reminder of the fact that I'm the "low man on the totem pole" in this house and that I have to make concessions/compromises to make things work. Sure yeah, I get that, but me making compromises is wayyy different than anyone else making a compromise cause everyone else wants to actually be here! I got stuck here, it wasn't my choice in the first place so why is it now falling to me to have to make more compromises than I already have? I tried to come up with something that would help me out and make my living here a little easier and it got shut down. "You have to be realistic, you have a small space." AND WHO'S FAULT IS THAT? It's not like I'm the one who chose this house or had any choice in what room is mine. Fuck, my room isn't even a bedroom, it's an office, I don't even have a closet. I'm fine with making compromises, I get that I have to give things up to make things work, but why does he keep having to fucking remind me that I'm shit outta luck? Also compromises aren't really compromises when you're told "we're doing things this way and you're the one getting the shit end of it" with no discussion or even a simple check in if I'm at all okay with this "compromise". I just gotta accept it to continue living in this place I don't want to live in.
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