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So happy holidays to everyone. Merry Christmas, Yule, Festivus, Solstice, Happy Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or whatever-ah else I'm missing-a. I actually started this 25th but never managed to post it due to an interruption, so it's been added onto over a period of days.

Oh, and Happy New Year when that comes around in a few days.



I hate Orion. I could not hate any company more than I do them. Not even Monsanto or Fox. Acctually, it might be more fair to say I hate DVR.

The fact of the matter is, that company is not a good fit for me in ANY way shape or form, and I knew and voiced this from the beginning to, literally, everyone who would have anything to do with it. Not even for a stupid 3 month evaluation. Every day drags and I can't stand it. My food intake levels have decreased by drastic levels, and when bringing into account the fact that they are fantastically low as it is, makes it all incredibly dangerous. For the past 2 weeks, my breakfasts have consisted of a gelatin fruit cup and (occasionally) a banana. I only had lunch once, a sandwich and coffee on wednesday when my mom came by and I went on a hunt for a 7-11. For dinner... I actually haven't been eating dinner half the time. One night it was spaghetti, another it was fish, the rest I can't recall. It'll be something like 2 or 3 cookies when I get home, and then I'll pass out from exhaustion. I actually weighed myself after I got out of the shower on the 24th because I was curious, and was kinda startled to see that I've gone down to 97.2. Feel fine though, so I'm not really worried at this point and time.

My mood has gone completely to pot, and I'm actually starting to feel like I haven't felt since I was in school. That nothing is worth it and there is no reason to keep going. It feels like school all over again and I'm remembering why I dropped out in the first place. I have trouble making any connections with people without physical contact. Most people can make friends on conversations alone. I can't. I need real personal physical interactions to get any sort of a connection with said persons. At this job, I can't do that. They are incredibly harsh on their rules and they claim that it is "to protect" the disabled people there who might be taken advantage of. Really though, all their rules and regulations are only in place to keep themselves from being opened up to a lawsuit. Frankly, I'm surprised they don't just lock everyone up in their own individual little rooms and allow any contact at all.



I could not, would not, on a boat.
I will not, will not, with a goat.
I will not have them in the rain.
I will not have them on a train.
Not in the dark! Not in a tree!
Not in a car! You let me be!
I do not like them in a box.
I do not like them with a fox.
I will have them in a house.
I do not like them with a mouse.
I do not like them here or there.
I do not like them ANYWHERE!