Change=do not want!

Meds changed. Do not like that. I finally figured out how to take my Adderall so that it no longer made me angry, and then there's this whole retarded national outage issue. I do not like Ritalin! As soon as it starts wearing off I start getting pissy and then emotional. Either I need my Adderall back, or I need to adjust to the new meds.

Even ITT guys don't figure it out right away

can't seem to figure out internet. pain in the ass. That means I wasted time at Starbucks. Didn't help that I kept dozing off.
If I had known this would be a problem, I would have just gone to Grounded Coffee and ridden my bike later.
So frustrating. And I can't go now. Between getting back to Rachel's, and getting the car to go to GC, I wouldn't have much time.

Well crap. Looks like I might actually have to talk to somebody.

That was what I was writing in notepad. Turns out I had the wifi thingy turned off so I didn't use up all my friend's limited internet connection. Duh.
It's ok though. The guy sitting next to me figured it out (though it took him a while too)
The important thing is that he's good looking. Yay eye-candy!

Lame

Why am I so amused at writing this at a cafe? I'm sitting here with my laptop, my coffee, and a smirk on my face.
Score one for me! I fought my anxiety and asked about the internet password! It helps that the guy behind the counter is cute and he asked about my ducttape wallet XD

Now I'm using this as a chance to check up on all the facebook/google+ stuff.

*sigh* this is like a bunch of twitter posts clumped into one post

finally bored with Sims Social on facebook. Still in the coffee shop.
Also wondering how much of this people are seeing. The kitchen is right behind me...more or less.

Alright, so I'm once again looking at the nanny/babysitting job. Ugh, headache. Sadly, it has to be done. I won't be able to get away with doing nothing and living at home for much longer. I think the only reason I haven't been kicked out yet is because my brother is doing much worse.

yeah, I wouldn't bother reading this crap either.

EDIT: Also, are so many people taking Adderall that there is now a national outage? How the carp does that happen?

Blah Blah Blah

As I suspected when I first created this blog, I haven't done anything with it. At least I can't be disappointed in my self more than usual.
What's new with me? Well, I got a nanny request, which is great except for the fact that this person wants me to watch her 7 year old. I'm pretty sure I wrote down that most of my experience is with kids under the age of 4. One of the things she wanted was for me to be able to set up play dates. How the fuck do you do that? And would I be watching both kids or would the other parent do that or do we work together or what? So many questions.
In the end, I seriously doubt I'm qualified. Either way, I should email her. Explain that I'm probably not the right person for the job. Maybe she's desperate. In that case, for the sake of both us and the child, I suggest a trial period.
It also looks like I might be starting school in the spring, if financial aid ever starts to make sense. That means I'd have to figure out scheduling. So do I sacrifice a potental job that I may not have in the end? Or do I risk loosing my chance at making myself better capable of the kind of job I really want?
Well, I should probably stick with the school idea. It's been a few days since I received an email from the lady, but I think I should reply anyway. Make up some excuse about computers or family issues (lord knows my family has a lot of issues)

Where am I going with this? I blame the 10mg of adderall I've taken today, the cup of coffee I had while working, and the Mountain Dew LiveWire I'm drinking.

I need a new bike. It's too short, the gears are all screwed up, and now the rear break squeals like I'm torturing a pterodactyl. I can use the front breaks, but I would rather not risk flipping over myself.

Holy shit my brother is too fucking nosy. When will he get that I don't feel like telling him what game I'm playing or what I'm writing? And he asks every time he comes in here. Dude, it's none of your fucking business!

Ugh. He just pisses me off a lot. 30 years old, still living with our parents, not even trying to get anywhere in life. Last time we suggested school, he made the excuse that he wasn't any good at it. When I told him you can't get better if you don't work on it, he whined and said "but I don't want to!" sounding just like a child. I get that it's not his fault, a combination of mild retardation/autisum, and poor parenting, but it's also not my fault for not knowing how to deal with it.

I need to work on the crochet stuff I plan on making people for x-mas. Too bad I'll be too distracted watching Daria.

You Are Here!

Yeah, great. Where is here exactly? Oh, now I remember. I decided to start this blog. This post is going to be like the first chapter of a novel. Very boring, but important alright, so the latter part is a lie.
Hi, I'm Jack and I'm an addict. Yes, I'm addicted to sarcasm. Just thought you should know.  I'm also a chick.
I'm sure you have plenty of questions. "why am I here?" "who are you" "why are you using a guy's name?" and probably others...maybe.
First, I'm hoping you don't actually know me in real life. I figure this will be my "no shame!" blog. Meaning I'm not holding back. Definitly not something I want friends for family seeing.
A lot of this is going to be disjointed. I'm going to do as little as possible when it comes to editing. Not just because I'm lazy, but to give you reader(s?) an idea of what my mind goes through with ADD. It takes more time and energy to reorginize these things which usually results in me deleting them.
Anyway! Now for the questions.

Q: why am I here?
A: what I want to know is why you're still reading this. There's a good chance you're either really bored or killing time or something. Or you have less of a life than I do *shrug* who knows. Let's just say the internet drugged you. Did someone put a roofie in your drink or something?


Q: Who are you?
A: I am Jack. I will use fake names because I don't want anyone to realize who I am. Not just because I'm afraid of what they would think, but because that could screw me up big time if I got a job involving children. 


Q: Why are you using a guy's name?
A: I'm not a guy and it's not short for Jackie or anything like that. My name may not even start with a J. It doesn't matter.


Any other questions? Leave a comment. It doesn't have to have anything to do with the blog. Even if you don't have a question, feel free to post.
Well, my attention span just died. Maybe I'll actually post again later.