Jobless, Penniless, and Sexless
My computer’s clock says it’s 3:42 am right now. Had today been any day two weeks ago, it would have been well past my bedtime. I should have been sleeping right now, snoring and rolling on my bed, but I am not. Unfortunately, my eyes are as wide as two sauce plates, and my eye bags, que horror, are even wider.
Jobless.
Sigh. It has been two weeks since I became jobless. It’s hard to adjust to a life where all you can do is sit around all day, check your emails, post photos of you and other people with you, and eat and puke. You always feel the need to do something productive, like maybe earn money (doh). Fyi, for the past two weeks I have already repainted my nails twice. That tells you how bored to death I am as of now. Currently, I am in search of a new (seemingly-perfect-job-only-to-become-a-professional-nightmare) work stint. Stint! Good choice of word. I am in dire need of a new job! But please, not a 43-article-a-week-300-words-each job, ok? Thank you.
Now that’s what you call working.
Penniless.
Oh yes, I am. I am so broke right now. I have overdue payments for three credit cards I still need to send in. 
I don’t have money to spend for shopping or for going out with friends. Heck, I can’t even buy my own cup of Starbucks coffee! (Thank goodness for my boyfriend who currently pays for my coffee though. Hee.) Honestly, I can go without shopping or partying for a long time, or until I get a damn-high paying job, but I have domestic financial responsibilities that I can’t neglect. Yes, I do help at home—I am in fact expected to pay for the Intarnets bill. But how, oh how, will I be able to pay it when I don’t have a job? Hmm. I wonder if we can live without the Intarnets. Oh noes.
I can do this for part time. Haayz. Poor me.
Sexless.
Believe it or not. It has only been less than a week, but already it feels like eternity. Curse the monthly hellish period (or bless it?). And darn you with your night shift schedule. I’m not a sex-crazed crack-whore, but it does help keep people sane, you know. How sad. I am not just jobless and penniless, I am also sexless. Oh wells.
Yes. It can make you crazy too.
Life sucks. I go kill myself now. Bye.
Hey AC, whoever you are, thanks. 
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