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Shamelessly yoinked from Neil Gaiman's blog

As it is, I am just annoyed and insulted. Okay, I am maybe a bit more upset than that, but in a more nebulous way.

Coming home from my awesome dance class tonight (one of the few things I truly enjoy about this place), I meet Joel, going for a walk. He tells me he is doing some thinking about his situation.... Basically he had decided that if he didn't find work hgere by the end of the month, he would move back to Fredericton where he would be guranteed a job at Chapters, and could live with his parents rent-free to save cash. This was a somewhat distressing plan, but as he was/is fairly likely to be returning in the fall, I figured I could survive the summer.

He has been looking, but not had too many 'bites', jobwise. He had an interview today that he is supposed to hear back about tomorrow. So we'll see....

Apparently, he has talked to Scott about this too, now, For the record, Scott is the only one who lives here who actually has his name on the lease, although Joel was supposed to have signed. I certainly don't. According to Joel, Scott doesn't want me to live here, without Joel to 'act as a buffer'. Whatever that means. I rarely see Scott. If he has problems with me as a roomate, he has never said anything. We don't share food, I very rarely have occasion to even be downstairs (i.e. outside my room), unless I am watching something with Joel (which is exxcedingly rare, as I don't watch much tv, or many movies of late, and we have the playstation to watch stuff on here), or cooking. I don't even do much of that, these days. :p

So, this leaves me in this situation... Basically, if Joel goes back to fredericton, I probably will too. Joel is prepared (at least mentally) to take a bus home this weekend. All he has to do is show up at Chapters to find employment. As for me... well, I don't know. I have bills and a lot of debt. Right at this moment, I don't have enough cash to cover the cheques that are supposed to be coming out fo my account on Saturday. I'll get some money tomorrow from my tip pool from ESM, but it isn't going to be enough. I think I can borrow money from Joel to cover if, but I am not 100% sure he has it, either.

I don't want to walk out on my jobs, I'd rather at least be able to give *some* notice. But Scott doesn't want me here, and the longer I stay, the less rent money I'm going to get back in order to pay my way home. I am supposed to get paid next week. I wish there was someone around right now I could talk to. I should talk to Joel. But when I get upset like this, I lose the capacity for speech. My jaw won't relax enough to open. And what is there to say, anyway, to anyone? The back of my throat is burning with the tension.

Why would I want to stay here anyway? Dharlene's class is the only good thing about this place, apart from a handful of fairly friendly co-workers who I don't even really know. And what about the fall?