Pointless update
I do *not* want to go to work. I have to leave in ten minutes. I do *not* want to go. I don't have anything to read, and it's going to turn into another one of those "we're all going to read" days or something, for one thing. For another, as nice as it is to have a set working schedule, I just *don't* want to go in. Thank God I took next Sunday off. Not working a Sunday will be nice.
Here I am, ten minutes before I'm supposed to go in, wasting time updating my stupid LJ all because I don't want to go into work. I haven't showered (I'm not going to), I'm still in my pajamas (wish I could work in them), I won't get to go to Starbucks (curses), all because I'm lazy as fuck and don't want to go to work. But now I'll rush and get myself ready so that I will at least get there on time, even though Bill's out of town and we could open half an hour late and no one would know, because I'm just stupid that way.
I can't wait until November and I don't have to work this job anymore. I just hope I find another job before then so I *don't* have to work it anymore. I don't have the luxury of taking time off when I'm done with school -- it's right into it. Le sigh. Being grown up bites. Remind me to tell my kids not to look forward to it.
Here I am, ten minutes before I'm supposed to go in, wasting time updating my stupid LJ all because I don't want to go into work. I haven't showered (I'm not going to), I'm still in my pajamas (wish I could work in them), I won't get to go to Starbucks (curses), all because I'm lazy as fuck and don't want to go to work. But now I'll rush and get myself ready so that I will at least get there on time, even though Bill's out of town and we could open half an hour late and no one would know, because I'm just stupid that way.
I can't wait until November and I don't have to work this job anymore. I just hope I find another job before then so I *don't* have to work it anymore. I don't have the luxury of taking time off when I'm done with school -- it's right into it. Le sigh. Being grown up bites. Remind me to tell my kids not to look forward to it.