Dear diary,
While helping Dad with his paperworks online, I discovered something online – jobs! That’s correct. I’m actually applying for a job!
And my online test result was seventy-three percent! See? I’m average! Brouhaha! Of course, I’m competing with other numbskulls for this one position. I can retake this test in one year.
Oh, I’m so happy to be part of this fraud, err, scam, err, opportunity to work hard within this beastly system. So I’ve applied to the Sacramento County and the Los Angeles County.
I’m NOT getting anywhere by staying in this old house. I’ve gotta move on and out and leave my daddy behind or he can follow me.
But I doubt I’ll work ever again because the Lawd Gawd knows I’m needed here because of Das Squirrel who has been VERY affected by his mommy passing away recently. I could only hold his reality in check by cooking him meals that his mommy used to cook for him.
I’m sad again despite the hope of doing stuff for myself. Good night.
Sincerely,
Flynn B cold during these colder climate due to wearing short sleeve tops and short bottoms. I probably have to cook every other two to three days or else Dad and I will keep buying fast foods, which is NOT too healthy; although I love dining out once in a while. I figured that spending a little bit more than saving might MAGA. The financial spread should be 50 percent spend and 50 percent save.
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