50 ways to leave my employer

Good God. It's all happening kids...I am moving to Toronto (just threw up in my mouth a little) and I finally have a date when I can tell this environmental hazard of a company to cram their job up their bums. Thing is...I'm probably like a week a way from being able to take sick days and I'm full of wonder about when I should actually tell these jokers that I'm leaving. Do I take a coupla sick days paid and then tell them? Is that wrong? I mean of course it's wrong, but should I do it? Yah righto. Well, I can still fantasize about it anyway...

So right...on to bigger and better? Bigger certainly, better I'm not so sure. It's just a strange feeling to be about to move to the city that usually accompanies the word suck somewhere in my meanderings about it. I feel like a fraud. I'm going to have to be a Habs fan in Leafville..WTF? And I'd like to be able to say that I couldn't get worse than this job but I know for a fact that as soon as you say something like that the universe is out to prove you wrong.

Who knows? This could be really great for me. There is a great music scene...writing opportunities actually exist...I could sing and write...and STARVE. We'll see ....just may have to take the 9 to 5 while I figure out where I need to be and who I need to talk to to get my LIFE started. Steve Jobs didn't go to university and look where he is now...Or maybe I'll go back to school...God, who am I kidding? I feel like a failure already and I've got to get straight with those laws of attraction before I go or else I could get lost in that big 'ole city. Yehaw.

Is there a 12 step group for Facebook?

I have a new addiction. No I won't be selling my furniture (okay, just to clear it up I never did that) to support my habit, but it has become a serious concern. I check it like, every two minutes to see if someone has written on my "wall" or asked to be my friend. This is grave stuff for a co-dependant.

My other addiction is complaining about my job. It is a hundred ways to useless because there is NOTHING I can do about its total sucktitude. I have to have a job right now.

Aside from this everything (while, yes still expensive) is actually quite good. The man has been offered a job in Toronto and we quite possibly could be moving. It is truly like I am living with another person. He EVEN offered to give me a back rub when I came home from work the other day. WTF? WHO are you and what have you done with my boyfriend( ...Oh and since you're there could you feed the cat?) ? I guess this just proves how rough his not working thing has been on him. But wow, when the wind stops blowing...(Ok so the back rub never officially happened, it really IS the thought that counts... low expectations much?)

Anyway, I feel a change in the air. Even though the air is full of blowing snow right now and I could cry at the sight of it...things are okay today. And you?