finished december more consumed by the shock and awe of working the retail christmas season. i did a lousy five hours on christmas eve and still managed to enjoy myself over the holidays. though having to work new year's eve took a lot out of me--i wasn't able to enjoy, cook or party as hard as i usually do.
my hours were cut drasticly down to about ten to fifteen a week in January, which is somewhat normal forbig-box retail. filed for food stamps at the end of february and ceased paying rent.
watched my best friend do his best to work and live as "normal" in the middle of a highly emotional private scandal involving double-infidelity and an illegitimate pregnancy. we hid it well.
I fucking hate winter.
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