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Work has been a bitch lately. Nothing I do is right, or nothing the other manager does is right, and everyone keeps blaming each other, and it's getting really old real fast. It's rediculous.
And it turns out there's a huge snow storm coming in which might make it impossible to get home for my biopsy. So that's not cool.
Josh finally called me back about plans for Lance's graduation. He's driving, which I assumed he would, and 'she' is coming along. Apparently she doesn't care if I come, and she assumed I would, and she's fine with it (I wouldn't care if she was or wasn't, honestly) but it's going to be awkward. No matter how much Josh tells me she doesn't hate me, the more I call his bullshit. She hates me, she always will, and I will always dislike her immensely. We just don't mix. And if she knew half of what Josh never tells her, she'd hate me more. She can have Josh. I think she thinks I want him. I don't and I haven't for a long time. I can be nice, I can make chit chat, it's her that seems to be socially inapt sometimes; meaning when she hates or dislikes someone, she can't be civil to them.
I don't know. And Lance and her aren't even friends. He doesn't even like her. But apparently he said it was okay for her to come. *shrug* Should be an interesting trip.
Other than all of the frustration of school, work, and other such things, everything seems to be going well. I'm continuing to lose weight, I even bought some new pants and a shirt to celebrate.
Off to bed soon though, 9 AM class tomorrow, then going to the gym, and then off to work.
And it turns out there's a huge snow storm coming in which might make it impossible to get home for my biopsy. So that's not cool.
Josh finally called me back about plans for Lance's graduation. He's driving, which I assumed he would, and 'she' is coming along. Apparently she doesn't care if I come, and she assumed I would, and she's fine with it (I wouldn't care if she was or wasn't, honestly) but it's going to be awkward. No matter how much Josh tells me she doesn't hate me, the more I call his bullshit. She hates me, she always will, and I will always dislike her immensely. We just don't mix. And if she knew half of what Josh never tells her, she'd hate me more. She can have Josh. I think she thinks I want him. I don't and I haven't for a long time. I can be nice, I can make chit chat, it's her that seems to be socially inapt sometimes; meaning when she hates or dislikes someone, she can't be civil to them.
I don't know. And Lance and her aren't even friends. He doesn't even like her. But apparently he said it was okay for her to come. *shrug* Should be an interesting trip.
Other than all of the frustration of school, work, and other such things, everything seems to be going well. I'm continuing to lose weight, I even bought some new pants and a shirt to celebrate.
Off to bed soon though, 9 AM class tomorrow, then going to the gym, and then off to work.