Can't Sleep. Clown's Gonna Kill Me.

[shanmonster]

I've had maybe 90 minutes of sleep tonight. Not sure what the deal is, but asthma and nausea keep waking me. It's probably a mix of oppressive heat and anxiety over my shitty, shitty job.

Today is supposed to be my second day of work, and I just called in to say I couldn't make it. They want me to call back in two and a half hours, when the managers arrive. Urgh.

I got a call back from the gym. Another candidate was chosen. I've still not received any EI, beyond the first cheque way back in April. I keep calling them, and they keep saying someone will call back, but no one has contacted me yet.

Bureaucracy and unemployment/underemployment can suck my big, hairy cock.

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