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devilgrrlI just looked outside and it's snowing. I never thought I'd actually be excited to see snow, but it makes everything feel more holiday-ish. The sun's come back out now, but it's still flurrying a little bit. It's actually supposed to snow on and off for the rest of the day and the rest of the week, as well. There may be hope for a white Christmas, after all.
I'm tired and I have no idea why. I slept in. I'm also feeling really lazy. I certainly don't feel like going to work tonight.
It's been an entire week since I've been there and it's basically been entirely stress-free, with the exception of Saturday, but that was technically caused by work. I'm definitely going to start looking for a new job after the holidays. I can't deal with the manager. She makes me want to scream. There's nothing that drives me more nuts than someone who thinks they know everything when they can't even make a schedule right. At least with the seasonal bullshit, though, I'll have company tonight. Of course, this also means I won't even get home until like 10:15, rather than 9:45. God, I hate retail.
No more presents have arrived to wrap. I might bring my cards tonight to do. I don't think wiring the delivery is going to take all night, realistically.
I wish I knew what I was allergic to. I keep goddamn sneezing and it's driving me bananas.
Okay, I need to shower. Steven should be home around 2:30-2:45 and then, basically, off to work. Just what I wanted to do today.
I'm tired and I have no idea why. I slept in. I'm also feeling really lazy. I certainly don't feel like going to work tonight.
It's been an entire week since I've been there and it's basically been entirely stress-free, with the exception of Saturday, but that was technically caused by work. I'm definitely going to start looking for a new job after the holidays. I can't deal with the manager. She makes me want to scream. There's nothing that drives me more nuts than someone who thinks they know everything when they can't even make a schedule right. At least with the seasonal bullshit, though, I'll have company tonight. Of course, this also means I won't even get home until like 10:15, rather than 9:45. God, I hate retail.
No more presents have arrived to wrap. I might bring my cards tonight to do. I don't think wiring the delivery is going to take all night, realistically.
I wish I knew what I was allergic to. I keep goddamn sneezing and it's driving me bananas.
Okay, I need to shower. Steven should be home around 2:30-2:45 and then, basically, off to work. Just what I wanted to do today.