Yeah almost a year. Sorry! Yeah, I never made it to MA, but that's okay, the east coast is really far away anyways!
In employment news, I was fired from Qwest for supposed sexual harassment, and was unemployed until about May when I got a job at Teleperformance. Worked there doing technical support for Verizon's fiber optic system. By the way, I loved training, but when we got on the floor I began to hate hate hate hateeeee it. Not that I don't like work, but I hate it when people yell at me to fix something and get angrier when I tell them I STILL have to send someone out to physically fix it. I mean COME ON PEOPLE, HAVE A BRAIN. I can't fix everything with a flip of a (non-existent) magical switch!
Anyways, I lost/quit my job earlier this week and started applying at schools down in Orem, UT for TA positions and office assistants. I know, really surprising right? Wanna know something else that might shock those of you that know me, even more than me wanting to work with kids?
I'm going back to school. At Utah Valley University. Foooooooor Education! Yeah, jerkwads. I'm going to be a fukkin teach yo. I'm probably going to be a teacher of fifth or sixth grade, but I might also get a degree that I can teach anywhere between 6-8 cause I really like middle school curricula and they're a tolerable age group for me.
In the art business, my tablet pen is borked, so I'm not going to be able to submit much until I can get a new one, sorry! I've been sketching and what not so you might get scans of those, but I won't be able to clean or color them for a while bit!
Yeah c: I miss you Rachael. A lot. I've been really lonely since the only friends I've got here in Utah are normally from work. :/ But oh well. Thank you guys for reading my crap!






Your gallery is so lovely!
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Quantum Kisses,
Staceytron
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Normality is what cuts off your sixth finger and your tail.
Come visit! [link]
Still, I'll get back to it sometime...=^_^=
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This is my signature.
It is currently in development.
Probably gonna be really offensive and rude.
Maybe even a picture or two.
Of your mother.
In compromising positions.
>8D
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