when you found me, and there was no one else around me;

[rocknload]

Oh, God, five hours of looking up potential jobs, and ... I-I quit. No wonder almost everyone I know is either joining the military or planning on staying in college for the next eight years or whatever. Christ.

I'll look for maybe one more hour—maybe at flight attendant information—and then I quit. I'm done. I'm going to go play some video games, walk outside. Go get some pizza. Play the piano, write some fluffy fanfiction. Something.

Alternately, I could kill myself.

Comments

[rocknload.livejournal.com]

Ah, but I may choose option f) kill myself. I'm so fucking sick of looking through Google search results and the like, it's looking more and more appealing.

[sunsetsred.livejournal.com]

The only problem with that one is you cant play video games when you're done.

[rocknload.livejournal.com]

I can't eat pizza, either, but it'd save me a whole lot of trouble.

[sunsetsred.livejournal.com]

What about just not working and being homeless? The possibilities with that one are endless! I'm sure you could bum both pizza and video games on a semi-regular basis.

[rocknload.livejournal.com]

An option I have considered! And I can live pretty easily without video games, though giving up my DS would hurt. I doubt I could live without pizza, though; perhaps people will give it to me for free! Sympathetic delivery drivers, maybe.