It's official. Job is moving to Simi. 30 miles away.
Bah.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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It's official. Job is moving to Simi. 30 miles away.
Bah.
Bah!
{{{Aimee}}}
Hec, much ~ma to Em. I hope her ex continues to leave her alone.
Ew, Aimee. Bah, indeed.
All kinds of ~ma to EM. Jerk needs to back off and stay away.
I kind of want to send a couple of my guys out to have a chat with him.
And she has them. Guys. Who do....stuff.
Oh, Aimees. Suckage.
Go Hec with being a rock during all this. Goes to show that not all ex's have to be psycho.
And cause I'm late, as always - Beth has rockin hair.
{{Hec, EM, Emmett, and JZ}}
Oh, man, Aimee.
Why can't November go pick on EM's ex for a while, and leave the rest of us who never did it no harm alone? Especially people who even gave it pretty pretty babies! Ingrate.
It's official. Job is moving to Simi. 30 miles away.
SUCKS! I'm sorry, Aims.
That sucks, Aimee. Anyone you can carpool with?
Nope. Best I can hope for is that they'll let me work 6-3. It's against traffic, so it's not like I'll be sitting on the 118 all day, everyday. I just...I took the job to be closer to home and to Em. To be shoved far awat from her again just bugs. And we want to stay in this area - B is having her baby soon, I don't want to take Em out of her daycare again, gas will KILL us. But, I really don't have a choice.
We aren't moving for about 6 months and by then, I'm hoping to get a) a raise and b) a little more than a raise to cover the gas costs.