So I am having a bit of a moment of what I am writing about; I made my choice. I would recommend your NSFW shades. This one will be good, and will pique your interest in my content.
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A love of the past returning and remembering her scandalous name-- Anime.
I know I've never quit liking anime, it's something that I have always loved, and always will. The excitement I have received tonight is mind-blowing, as I sit here typing to you, watching Bleach, The Thousand-Year war.
So many emotions flood me, as I remember back when I lived on IRC, hosting XDCC channels and a 2:1 FTP on an insane internet connection. Oh, my heart, I have missed the anime of my time; I may be judged, but today's anime selection doesn't do justice for anime fans, IMO, to compare to the days when One Piece, Naruto, Bleach, and the like were in their infancy. My love for anime started with, so cliche, DBZ. Without finding that anime, I would have never ended up watching so many different anime, as I grew up; even at the age of thirty-seven, I still watch anime. Even the newer anime that doesn't compare to anime of the past, I still find joy and excitement in sitting down and watching it; like My Hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, etc. I know my blog posts aren't what you are used to reading, I will be working on changing my format around, that is part of the reason I have kept them mostly short. Thanks for reading and enjoy this official trailer from VIZ! Make sure and subscribe for my email updates! When you absolutely try your best, and shit just falls apart.Ever work in a kitchen? It's a hot, thankless job that can crush the souls of the people that are passionate about the job. We are the ones that will pick up the slack when someone doesn't give a shit, the ones that never request days off; I'm beyond happy that my current job won't allow us to cash out PTO. As I've cashed out PTO the last 5 years and continued working, because of being underpaid I couldn't afford to not make the overtime on my check.
It's bullshit how we never get the holidays off, requesting a child's birthday a month in advance is often denied because of being understaffed; which often happens because of being understaffed, from being underpaid. It's torture in our mental health, and #scandalous by nature. They know most of us have no passive income, and can not afford to miss a day's work, even to celebrate your son's first birthday, his first thanksgiving, his soon-to-be first Christmas -- nope, we continue to work, cooking food for the masses that choose to eat out on holidays. Then there are times that family emergencies happen, and you NEED to take time; but it becomes a choice of do I continue to support my family, or be there for my family and end up homeless or without necessary utilities. My father's lung cancer came back and his treatments are daily for the next two weeks, and I can't afford to take the time off to drive him to and from. So when it starts getting bad for him, he will end up sleeping in his car, 54 miles from home. My dilemma? I'm already so far behind that I can't afford to take the fucking time off to do this for him, or I risk my two son's and fiancée's place to live, my place to live, my father's place to live. Two weeks, I'd be so far behind I would end up homeless. Someone who has almost 7 years experience in a kitchen and I can't make enough money to help the person who instilled this unrealistic sense of work ethic in me, my father. It is absolutely soul crushing, knowing I have to make a choice this unreasonable, this unrealistic. A choice NO ONE should ever have to make; keep the family that created me warm and fed, or help my father that created me through his lung cancer treatments. I don't often pray, as I'm not a very spiritual person. I have been praying about this choice and what I should do since he told me two weeks ago. I pray that no one else ever feels this sense of failure and loss of direction. I pray no one ever has to make a choice like this. So it took me a bit of time to get back to this. I did not turn my phone back on that night, just spending time with my son's, fiancée, and father. I chose to help him, and amazingly enough my chef's were more than understanding. It is still crushing me, but I have actually picked up a few side jobs using my talents in reading and writing to make some extra bucks. (If you need some writing done, I can save you the time so you can focus on what you need to do elsewhere!) I guess in the end, it all worked out; at least for now, I am not a very religious person, but I have been lifting prayers up to keep him in good health. My two son's adore their pawpaw, and I don't even want to think about a world with no parents. |
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