Waiting...

I just read the note that Alex left for me... That absolutely makes my day. That paper has been really stressing me. Actually, basically everything has lately.

I feel like I'm missing something important, but I cannot figure out for the life of me what it is. I've been spacing out a lot recently.

I'm still having trouble at work. Fucking $7 an hour and they leave me to do the work of an assistant manager. I'm not valuable enough to get a 25 cent raise, but sure, we'll unofficially give her all the work of an assistant manager. Aren't we clever? I had to train the new girl last night, who, incidently, is getting all my old hours. They rearranged my schedule, without telling me, and just assumed that everything would be ginger-peachy. I need to find another job, probably as soon as finals finish up. If I stay, I damn well better get at least a dollar and a quarter more. I can get treated like shit anywhere for $7.

I'm supposed to be going out soon, but I can't remember if Steve was going to call me or I was going to call him when I woke up. We are going to look for a present for (deleted)'s birthday, which is on Sunday. I feel like I'm always waiting on something.

Matt and I might go and see Spiderman tonight with Jeremy and a couple of his friends. Again, no firm plans... We did go out to lunch yesterday, though, which was nice since we've both been so busy lately.

I need to finish dressing and maybe make phone calls. I don't know.