My Own Worst Enemy

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So, there I was at work again, and my supervisor was standing there. He said 'Hi', and I just nodded at him. He didn't say anything, but I think it made him angry. He's been treating me worse and worse so far, and it's only been a few weeks. In another one or two, I'll probably be working under the raised floor, eating Cheetos crumbs for lunch.

So anyways, I've been looking for places in Massachusetts, as well as jobs. A couple of you have been integral to some of my job leads, and I thank you for that. You're my heros/heroines :D If I ever get the opportunity, I'll buy you a soy-based beverage of your choice.

So anyways, I told my landlord that this is the last month I'll be living here. He was sad, but understanding. I never came out to him, but I think he gets the idea that something isn't right about me, and that my Klu-Klux neighbor makes me uncomfortable.

In any case, trans-friendly rooms for rent, places to work...you know where to send 'em, and I'll furnish my nerdly resume of power and supreme technical eyecandy for all who shall spake of its divine qualities.