We have all the shit collected. We are GOING to get Mayhem his dang tax file number and sort out all the financials thereafter.
And then I can give Mayhem some rational reasons to have an afternoon/after-school job once the Traineeship is over with. We need more money and I need a flying hope of being able to buy my new compy sometime real soon now.
But I do have to say that this compy has gone an entire month without giving me a frighten, so all might just be well. I can but hope. But I'd still rather save up the $3K because paranoid.
As soon as I'm done here, I'm taking Mayhem out and about for the paperwork because it's gone nine. And then I shall organise some other things. Like some gravel for the ruts near the shed where I park and endanger my car. With said ruts.
But no longer. I've had my year's change counted and I'm getting some gotdang gravel. End of. I need my new compy, but I also need a driveable car.
And I also need to make myself contact those firkin agents. I'm going all out. Trying to sell my shit to anyone I can get. I've been at this for five years. I'm halfway along the ten it should take me to get Noticed by people.
I need to get someone to help me handle that.
Fingers crossed, someone decides to do it. But I'm just about done with generic rejection letters.