Try to Remember, ForgetHowever, they have not happened recently. My lack of journals has been largely due to the fact that nothing of much importance has happened in the last few months. Either that, or I have lost the ability to become excited over important events. I'm not ruling that one out.
Anyway, let me take this opportunity to give a relatively brief overview of the last few months. As I mentioned in my last journal, we bought a new car, due to the fact that Aaron's Protege was, in face, a screaming metal death trap. So, we traded it in for an '09 Mitsubishi Lancer. It's black, it's shiny, and its name is Nyx. The salesman at the dealership is probably one of the most entertaining people I've ever met, which is good, because we had to go to back there seven or eight times for various different things. Mike Sams make it up to us though. He makes me chuckle.
Apart from dealing with the new car, I have, of course, been working. I'm still just a temporary employee with the company, and they still haven't given any of us (there are about 15 full-time temps in my department) any clues as to how much longer we'll be employed. Technically, our temporary contracts expired on April 4, however we've been instructed to keep reporting to work pretty much until they otherwise. The whole company is undergoing contract negotiations, and I'm pretty sure they won't decide one way or the other (either to keep us or let us go) until the company-wide contract has been negotiated. Actually, to be more honest, I think they've decided, but they're not going to tell us. In either case, I'm just waiting at this point. It's very frustrating, but I've finally decided that it's not worth stressing about. I won't be able to change the outcome whether I fret over it or not. So why bother?
Speaking which, I've been in touch with my family quite a bit more than usual lately. Apparently my Grandpa (on my mother's side) has been very ill. He was unable to come to my wedding last year due to needing an oxygen tank with him at all time, but apparently things gotten worse. He's been in and out of the hospital for the last few weeks with severe respiratory distress. From what I understand (my mom is an EMT and tends to forget that not everyone is familiar with the medical terminology), he is being treated, but the treatments are not meant to be used for long periods of time. Additionally, his pacemaker is not doing well at keeping up with all of his breathing troubles. Really, it's only a matter of time for him. My mom and my brother are planning a trip to go see him this week. Of course, mom wants me to go. But I don't know...
I just feel so detached from the situation. I feel detached from pretty much everything. I find myself trying to reconnect with old friends, people who I used to genuinely care about, but I just can't make it work. It's not that I don't care. I do care. But I used to be that person that anyone could talk to about anything. I seem to have forgotten how to hold a conversation. Either that or just no one remembers me. *chuckles* Especially in the last few weeks, I've been wishing for just one of those good-old-times conversations, where it was all silliness and drama and laughter. But, I guess those days are just gone.
I just feel like I did everything wrong.
Well, guys I'm just about out of steam here. Congratulations if you made it this far (and didn't skip!) I know I'm not around on dA much (but let's face it, you probably aren't either) but I am still on MSN/AIM/Skype.
Take care. <3
Remorse
Big Grin
I still love you guys! 
Today has been extremely slow. They're doing a routine update of all of our systems, so they didn't schedule any installations for today, which drastically reduces our call volume. I spent most of the morning coloring in an old Garfield Coloring & Activity book. It's been great fun. The best part is that I get paid 1.5 times my normal wages because it's a Sunday. Best day ever. 
