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so my work schedule got changed. i start at 4 now, and i could move to 5. fuck that! i used to start at 4:30 until august of last year. we started to get really fucking busy, so my boss let me start at 3 to lessen the load on yolanda, the girl i work with. and now my new boss is moving me back to a later start time cuz we are really, really slow now. i hate it, but i should have seen it coming and expected it. i'm gonna miss getting off at 9:30 and going and doing stuff early, like workout or shop. whatever.. as long as my boss doesn't push it later than 5, i will be fine. 11:30 isn't really that late. i can deal.
i didn't work out tonite. my head felt funny for some reason. maybe cuz i got pissed about that shit at work, and i didn't let it go so easily. i should've worked out, but i didn't feel like it. whatever. i'm gonna push myself something else tomorrow nite. friday is another session with my trainer, so that will be good. i just wish i would've been up to it tonite. oh well.
go to the chiropractor in the morning. since i started working out, my back is starting to feel better. i still want to go and get adjusted every few weeks, though. i don't need my back to go out on me again. that hurts so bad, and i fucking hate it.
two things to look forward to this weekend: saturday is alexisonfire. i still don't know exactly where i'm seeing them (either slim's or the fillmore, i think), but it don't matter, cuz gully is taking me. and, of course, sunday i turn 21. for some reason, i'm not really excited. i'm just kinda ready to get it over with. after this, birthdays are just another day. i'm not a kid anymore (though anyone who knows me or reads this can say otherwise). it'll be great to be able to drink, and gamble, and whatever else comes with turning 21. however, i really don't like to drink, and gambling is stupid. a waste of my hard earned money, even if you can win more money and shit. two bad habits come with this birthday. 21 is the official bad habit birthday. you read it here, folks. ok, i'm done.
i didn't work out tonite. my head felt funny for some reason. maybe cuz i got pissed about that shit at work, and i didn't let it go so easily. i should've worked out, but i didn't feel like it. whatever. i'm gonna push myself something else tomorrow nite. friday is another session with my trainer, so that will be good. i just wish i would've been up to it tonite. oh well.
go to the chiropractor in the morning. since i started working out, my back is starting to feel better. i still want to go and get adjusted every few weeks, though. i don't need my back to go out on me again. that hurts so bad, and i fucking hate it.
two things to look forward to this weekend: saturday is alexisonfire. i still don't know exactly where i'm seeing them (either slim's or the fillmore, i think), but it don't matter, cuz gully is taking me. and, of course, sunday i turn 21. for some reason, i'm not really excited. i'm just kinda ready to get it over with. after this, birthdays are just another day. i'm not a kid anymore (though anyone who knows me or reads this can say otherwise). it'll be great to be able to drink, and gamble, and whatever else comes with turning 21. however, i really don't like to drink, and gambling is stupid. a waste of my hard earned money, even if you can win more money and shit. two bad habits come with this birthday. 21 is the official bad habit birthday. you read it here, folks. ok, i'm done.