THAT MOTHER FUCKING HURTS

Sigh...I have to write about this...so that if some day a certain person...we'll call her candance...who likes to tell me that she knows exactly how bad RSD hurts (remember that names are changed to protected the innocent and SUPPOSEDLY innocent) I want her to imagine carrying around the knifes she's stuck in every friend she's ever had's back for TEN YEARS and then tell me if she feels the same way.

Can you tell I'm in pain today? Grrr...stupid me had to fall down the steps. Thank god I didn't go head first like I almost did.

Anyway it's been a while since I've wrote, but the thing is that I like to have something good on each page and considering each page has five blogs on it, the page isn't going to be a good one. I'm trying, really really hard, to find people like me to hang out with and to be friends with, but after being at the college where I was for so long and having built up long friendships for four years I really forgot how long it takes to make really good friends. It doesn't help that I constantly need a ride and when someone says "oh, meet me here"...I have no idea where any of those places are!

Still, people do want me around to help them with stuff and that really feels good. And hopefully these new connections will lead me to a job.

Grrr...you know what I should be writing about...how everyone (democrats at least) think that just because I am registered democrat, I can't vote for or support anyone else. I registered democrat because they follow my beliefs close enough. But when I find a canadate who follows my beliefs more then the democrat canidate does, i'm going to vote for them. DUH! Ugh, and if it cost me a job, then obviously I didn't really want that job anyway...

Then again, working for the democratic party would help my career. Still, knowing the people that I do know will help as well....grrr...it's a really confusing idea. It's not confusing to rather be working for a canadate who you feels is like you, but what is confusing is seeing what it will do to your career later down the line. Maybe if I tell activist organizations that I worked for the canadate i truly believed in rather then the one who might be able to give me the most money they will see how committed I am. Here's hoping.

Anyway that's what's going on in my life. Looks like I've used up another thing that I thought I could use to ignore my pain. Not that it really did anyway...