I Don't know whether to scream, cry, or find a combination of the 2.

The so called great job at JB Hunt.... was a mistake.
I was called in by one of their staff, and told I was not accepted because one job did not count for their experience to be hired. So I was bounced out on my ass.

I returned home, got more of my things, and got a temp room in Allentown 700 block of 5th street. for 100 a week. Don't worry, it's not a Hilton im at either, but the landlord is nice and the other boarders are spanish, but very kind.

Before you ask, theres no phone, only an office phone, my manager will get the calls.

I just couldn't stay at my moms after Anna left, and I still had to take the mental abuse from mom's friend, Terry, who has my mom so wrapped on her finger, it's all her rules, and she made it hell for me.

I have a nother job lined up in 3 weeks for a dump truck job. Small company and I talked to the owner about what happened. He said he needs to finish redoing some mech work to the truck that sat for a year because no one applied at all for the position. he said if I can stick it out for a month or there abouts, he'd hire me on the spot. And I told him i'll fill out an app.
I went to Pilkington glass, my last job, but they haven't gotten back to me yet.

Called Bunny, and she exploded. And I deserve every word of it. She said I must do something within the next few days or it's over. I told her I was running ragged for past few days and that it was all I could do to remain sane.

I told her about the dump job and she recoiled from me, saying she can't handle it there, in her mom's home with Rachael. I can understand that, as she has no car and none of her sisters will take her anywhere to shop for food and things for Rachael.

I have been sending Anna about 150-200 every two weeks or some such to get things, but again, no way to go anywhere. And i'm sure her sisters are making it hell on her, and I deserve all the bad feelings I have now.

I put Bunny through this, and I need to atone for how much I hurt her and am in this mess. I'm not going to get hurt or anything.... i'm just..... numb. I cried in my room all night, and got no sleep.

I'm in a room in Allentown, and I am just sitting here numb in thinking my Bunn and the pain I put her through. I could only tell her i'm doing all I can, while in a room thats barely big enough for a bed and a lamp,

I.... .... <cries> ..... I can't seen to get her to listen to me, and how hard it is on me that I just 'can't' get a break somewhere.

If a job lead dries up, I try something else, and I retry looking for housing somewhere else. It seems to be a huge high, of promises of a good job, and then the rug is yanked out, leaving me with a incensed bunny, relying on my promises that things were looking up.

I know why shes so furious, I would be too at myself.All she wants is us to be together again, but it has been since May, and my depression wouldn't allow me to find work till August of last year. All she has is empty promises of a better life, from an empty skunk thats horribly depressed about not having anything to work with. But those promises from others.

How much is a promise worth when there is nothing behind it from a nothing skunk?

Kimmy Skunk

ps.
Just a update, just as I was finishing this, I was evacuated out of the building due to a resident decided to torch a plastic toy alligator, about 3 feet long, plastic with that foam filling, in the kitchen. He was muttering to the cops that God told him to. Sucker lit like a torch too

The halls and the staircases were filled with smoke when I was ushered out down the steps fast. Lucckilly my knee did't collapse on me as I ran down 3 flights with just jeans, a sweater, my waller, and rachael's pictures I have.

Burning plastic alligator balls made by fermalgahyde never smelled so good .

Now I know i'm crazy.
<coughs> Kimmy skunk