God Pissed On Me

As the title suggests, I got pissed on… but not really. There was a huge flash flood in the area I work, Old Ellicott City, Maryland. My work place had waist-deep water in it, and it didn’t just rush in from the outside. Water pretty much came up through the floor and everything! It was kinda spooky and gross once I remembered that the coffee shop used to be a funeral home and the bodies were embalmed in the basement. Icky, ancient dead body juices! GNARLY! Fortunately, I got the hell outta dodge before the flood happened. The road turned into a water fall around 2000; I left at 1930.

There’s a reason why the city is called OLD Ellicott: the place was built around the 1800s. Cobblestone roads with buildings that are hundreds of years old aren’t uncommon on Main Street. Yeah, the flood showed just how old and unstable the city is. Nobody outside of the rescue and clean up crews is allowed in the area because of unstable foundations and gas leaks.

With all that being said, I’m out of a mother fucking job. I’m currently applying to different part time gigs until my “real job” starts in September. I figured since I have some experience with ships/boats/racing shells, I’d apply for a job on a boat in Baltimore. I’ll see how that goes~

My buddy Derek also said he’d see if he could put in a good word for me at his physical therapy job. That’d be cool too. Work in a clinic or at a job where I can pretend to be a pirate and sleep overnight on a fucking boat? Tough call.

Lawd, help me…

A Shouting Post

I got a job offer at a medical company. My first big girl job. I start in July. I just wanna say one thing…

I AM SO MOTHER FUCKIN’ AWESOME AND EVERYBODY AT THE COMPANY FUCKING LOVES ME!!!

And done.

Actually I’m not done.

I FUCKIN’ PASSED MY BIOCHEMISTRY CLASS!!!

I beat that exam like it owed me money. Fuckin’ bent it over the table and had my way with it.

I also may have found out about all this stuff after I slept with one of my former teammates. Good lookin’ fella. Solid 8 or 9. Smart, nice, and makes me laugh. But I feel really guilty about it. I thought Mitch had thrown me under the bus so I forgot about him. Turns out he was dealing with school and family stuff… That’s why he’s been mum. I’m not sure if he wants to pick things back up where we left them. I spent all this time looking for a nice guy… and then I got a “buy one get one free” sort of deal. Fuck. 

Whatever. I think Mitch needs some personal time. He used to live with his ex. She needed to pick up some things at the apartment they shared. She brought her new beau, and he kept slapping her ass and things along those lines… in front of Mitch. I think he realized that he’s not completely over her. It’s always too good to be true, right?

HOT DAMN, JESS! ONLY YOU CAN FUCK UP LIKE THIS!

I guess Sam’s catchphrase “Jess, you’re a mess,” is very fitting today.