Unemployed at Christmas
Joseph the carpenter
Did not build his baby’s bed///
Shepherds left their field
And their flock
No longer shepherding
But chasing the angels’ call instead///48 more words
When I first started this blog it was after I lost my job. It was from the suggestion of a friend, that to help myself cope with this ‘loss’ I write about it; write about my experience looking for jobs, the emotions that went with being unemployed, ups downs and everything in between. 305 more words
i feel like if i don’t get a job or get out of this fucking house i’m going to suffocate. i’m cooped up in this damn house all fucking week and then when/if me and the boyfriend go out on saturday and/or sunday, he’ll spend his money (which i have yet to receive any) on stupid shit and i’m just stuck there making him feel ok about buying that stuff. 245 more words
Black Friday, what is it really about?
Assholes with opinions or actual shoppers spending money?
Let’s take a look:
Cat Patten, It, has on opinion, Of course it does: 216 more words
Cat Patten, Yup, this blog is glad you are not a member as well of that Fucked up Bunch. 70 more words