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Kris's Sur-VEY
Nov. 22nd, 2003 09:29 am( Survey )
Nov. 22nd, 2003
Work can suck it
Nov. 22nd, 2003 10:31 pmSitting down to my sumptuous repast of chinese food after a long, lousy day at work. I can't believe I fucking have to work again next Sunday, even if it is only for a couple hours. I really, truly hate my job... After that, on to Christmas hours and even more bullshit. I wish I had been able to find anything else. Ugh.
Didn't even start studying for my AbPsych exam, nor did I start taking notes for my paper, which I need to do between Wednesday and Saturday. Then, only one measly paper left and I'm free for a month. Life will be good then. Of course, what really matters is that I can get my 2.5 and get the hell out of there for good. I don't know what I'm going to do, otherwise.
I'm so tired. I had a fever on and off for most of the evening and I was dead beat after lunch. I literally could have fallen asleep in the car. Of course, I probably did not need the glass of pinot grigio, either, but normally it would have made going to work a little more fun.
Actually, the first part of the night went by pretty quickly. The other seasonal girl is pretty nice and we ended up actually talking about english classes. I'm glad I've got someone to talk to during the killer seasonal hours... It looks like she'll be on most Saturday nights with me, so that should make the night a little more bearably.
I can't wait for Thanksgiving this year. It'll be a lot less strained. Actually, this year has, mostly, been a lot less stressful, January and February aside. It's a hell of a lot better than last year was, at this time. Anyhow, I'm going to bed. I'm beat.
Didn't even start studying for my AbPsych exam, nor did I start taking notes for my paper, which I need to do between Wednesday and Saturday. Then, only one measly paper left and I'm free for a month. Life will be good then. Of course, what really matters is that I can get my 2.5 and get the hell out of there for good. I don't know what I'm going to do, otherwise.
I'm so tired. I had a fever on and off for most of the evening and I was dead beat after lunch. I literally could have fallen asleep in the car. Of course, I probably did not need the glass of pinot grigio, either, but normally it would have made going to work a little more fun.
Actually, the first part of the night went by pretty quickly. The other seasonal girl is pretty nice and we ended up actually talking about english classes. I'm glad I've got someone to talk to during the killer seasonal hours... It looks like she'll be on most Saturday nights with me, so that should make the night a little more bearably.
I can't wait for Thanksgiving this year. It'll be a lot less strained. Actually, this year has, mostly, been a lot less stressful, January and February aside. It's a hell of a lot better than last year was, at this time. Anyhow, I'm going to bed. I'm beat.