OK, so like, I'm starting a new job on Monday.
I'm with a temp agency and I'm gonna be working in a factory making goddamn dishwashers.
Yeah, motherfucking dishwashers.
So if you're in the market to purchase a dishwasher in the next month or so, odds are I FUCKING TOUCHED THINGS ON IT'S INSIDES.
Just let that sink in.
I've never worked in a factory before, so I'm kinda flipping my shit at this point.
I had some simulation training today, some stuff I was fucking amazing at, other stuff I was like WHOAHOLYMUTHAFUKINSHITWHYATTHEHELLFUCKINGBICKBALLS
Like, I should not - I repeat, should NOT - be allowed near power tools. Ever. And these fools have me working these giamungo power drills.
Fucking shit man.
I almost killed people.
It was horrifying.
Not to fucking mention that the inside of this motherfucking dishwasher factory looks like fucking COSI just vomited all over it.
Seriously, so much science everywhere.
My inner Bruce Banner was like WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
And even though a tiny piece of my soul will leave me every time I send one of those naked, barren, dishwasher husks down the line
I can just stuff that gaping soul hole with all the fat weekly checks I'll be earning.
Because money makes everything ok again.
Anyway, the reason I'm letting you know this is because I'm more than likely going to get put on third shift.
I'm just a temp
And temps aren't allowed to have nice things
So! That will mean even more infrequent updates, and me prolly only spending time here to reply to RPs.
My tumblr will still be active and shit I guess.
But! Even though I am being led to my voluntary soul slaughter for monetary compensation, does not mean I have abandoned you.
I STILL LOVE YOU
AND WANT YOU TO BEAR MY FICTIONAL ASS CHILDREN
With all the money I will earn and save
I will be able to do things like:
Attend conventions regularly
Gain exposure in Artist Alley
And make awesome cosplays
And come and see some of you BGers more often
This got way longer that I wanted it to be.