And That Was With My Left Hand

Aug 24, 2006 22:50

I feel obligated to talk about myself every once in a while, just for the sake of doing it. Although there really isn't much to report.

I worked some overtime last week, so I got 42 and a half hours. Got the paycheck today, and it wasn't too shabby. Of course, every last cent and then some went to my loan payment for the month, but what are you going to do?

I also gave blood today after work, and that went over well. They had to stick me in my left arm this time, which felt kinda weird (and still does), but I'll be okay tomorrow.

So this weekend I'm going to a wedding. I absolutely HATE weddings. I've never actually been to one, but since I'm currently anti-love and anti-marriage, I have no desire to go. The bride is an old friend (my dad is friends with her parents), and I haven't seen the family in years (my dad goes to visit them in Pennsylvania at least once a year, though). It'll be nice to see them, at least. I'll...grrr...try not to look angry and depressed. I'm sure I'll be glad when it's over.

I'm really looking forward to next week, though. I'm going to visit my mom in Portsmouth. For Labor Day weekend, I get Friday and Monday off, so I'm flying out a week from today, staying there for a few days, and then I'll be back Monday the 4th.

life, love, me

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