New job, old cold

I hate colds.
I REALLY REALLY hate colds.
Adding to this fun state is the fact that I've started a new job and can't miss my four weeks of training classes.
I suppose i could send my synth to do it, but i like this and i really wanna try. Besides I'm still not sure it wasnt that copy's fualt i got canned. Oh well, then again it coulda been the work of a higher power. I'm makeing two bucks and fifty cents more here, plus they arent trying to kill me. So I reallh am trying to make this work for me.
Though i dont know how much good the classes are gonna do me considering ive hacked and sneezed my way through them.
Orion seems to think that its a good place, he likes the fact that they acutally took all those degrees i have into account and pay me accordingly.

He is how ever still who he is and this means the moment i get home, and he hears one sneeze, back in bed i go..

I know they mean well, and I probably can use the rest. So I shouldnt be complaining.

Its given me a lot of time to think as I veg my way through several movies, currently Terminator is playing in the back ground.

I keep wondering whats on the horizon, are all of the threats over? Or is there something more out there stalking us and waiting till the moment is right to move.

God i hope not.


I hope we can just live in peace.

Still I DO understand the need for things like that. How can we know good, and defend our selves against evil if we've never seen it right?

Its a scary thought, but a nessassary one.

I let loose another volly of nostril bombs and this time it gets Ratchet's attention and i suddenly feel like running for my life as i see him headed my way.
Oh well hes just doing his job.

I hope i get over this soon, and that its not to wild in the near future.

take care!

Rose and Co.