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A Day Full of Clay, and Work, and Fire...
Dec. 18th, 2018 04:58 pm...Pablo Neruda knew everything.
Okay, so the holidays are coming up like whoa and tomorrow is my office's Celebration of Forced Conviviality. (I shouldn't be so shrewish, really, but I'm not feeling it this year--holidays are hard, yo. Doubly so when you're not entirely sure you'll ever fit in where you are.)
And to cap it all off, our landlady gave us a notice---they're raising our rent. Which, I live in a Very High Cost Of Living Area, and this is going to force us, at long last, to move. Which is just exactly what I wanted to be doing after the first of the year. *facepalm*
And yes, I would absolutely like some cheese with my whine.
Okay, so the holidays are coming up like whoa and tomorrow is my office's Celebration of Forced Conviviality. (I shouldn't be so shrewish, really, but I'm not feeling it this year--holidays are hard, yo. Doubly so when you're not entirely sure you'll ever fit in where you are.)
And to cap it all off, our landlady gave us a notice---they're raising our rent. Which, I live in a Very High Cost Of Living Area, and this is going to force us, at long last, to move. Which is just exactly what I wanted to be doing after the first of the year. *facepalm*
And yes, I would absolutely like some cheese with my whine.
