So yeah, long ass time since I have done a journal. Alot of you may have just plain forgotten I existed, or maybe that a zombie came into my house and had long since ate my brains.

WRONG!! Just a zombie from working and gaming...the usual. My kid has gotten huge, she has like eight teeth now and runs as if she were in track at school. Just as much energy as her dad *run for the hills people she gonna drive you crazy*

So last Journal I was working at sleazy mart waiting to get a car. I got the car and went back to Dominos, and everything was going well for awhile. Bills were caught up and everything. Then my car threw a rod and shit went to hell. Thankfully, at the time at least, we got a new store manager around the same time and he saw my potential. He started giving me more hours as an insider, and I was able to keep up with the bills and such without getting a new job.

We were doing fine, I got promoted to being a shift manager and started working the closing shift. I even got an awesome roommate in the whole process so I could start saving up for a new car *again*. He has a sweet deal too, $150 + the internet bill/whatever food he eats a month. Pretty good, bigger room and such than he had at his moms, not to mention the awesome extra of getting to hang out with interesting people every day at home.

So things were going well you might say, and then the shit-storm hit again. The store started going down-hill. The district manager came up and started fucking things up, tossing schedules around and generally being a team-killing fucktard. He threw me, without warning, onto mornings. Now I knew from the start that Raiden was not going to let me sleep, being so used to me working at night and going to bed around three or four *sometimes later* in the morning. So it just piled onto the stress factor for me.

I started breaking down. Work started tearing at me and it was too much. About a week ago that asshole of a District manager decided it was a good idea to accuse me of stealing money from Dominos. I about snapped on him, almost lost my job in the process, and got pushed even further over the edge.

I never wanted the position in the first place simply because I did not want all the stress I knew came with the job. I was happy being a driver, little to no stress every day, went home with money all the time. I took the job thinking about keeping my family under a roof with warmth and nourishment. I also had felt obligated to my manager for being kind enough to give me enough hours, when he could have given them to someone else. So I took the position for couple reasons hoping I could handle it.

Well Long story shortened a bit, I am no longer a shift manager there. I all but threw my keys at my boss and said "Either put me back on as an insider, or I quit." So I am now waiting until my roommate gets home from opening to let me know what my hours are next week, if any, so I can plan accordingly.

Either way, whatever happens, I will find a way to support my wife and child. If it means going out and getting another job and having to walk across the whole damn town to do so, then that is what I will just have to do. I have a plan, however, and I WILL see it through. When it is over with I will have more than enough money to save up for whatever we need.

Anyways, my fingers are getting tired of typing, so I will cut this journal for now.

Thanks for listening to my rant-like-thing, and to those who read this far....Happy Game to you XD