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I walked out of my apartment today to someone blasting Peter Gabriel from across the hall. Wow, best morning ever :)
I'm a bit baffled by yesterday, still. I think I pretty much single-handedly ran the gamut of human emotions in the span of maybe 10 hours? (It tired me out so much that I went to bed at 10 pm.)
- I was all crazy and energized and in workaholic mode while I was at work, shoveling out stock and receiving it like a mad woman.
- In the morning I was having the world's worst luck, and was so angry and irritable and smashing things around and kicking shit and pretty much just having a total temper tantrum.
- Relief set in when I went to the passport office and it only took literally 10 minutes to get my passport ready and sent off to the magical passport-producing castle in Canadian Government Land.
- Some more frustration while I was battling the snowstorm in a skirt and no mittens.
- Got to the gym and had an amazing workout for almost two hours, and I felt happy and elated and accomplished, and came home and got a bunch of stuff down around my house.
- Of course there was the news about Tim. That turned down the dial a little and I spent most of the evening very solemnly and contemplatively.
- And then I uh, got a bit frisky before bed.
I had a dream last night/this morning about the ghost in my store. I saw it and everything. Needless to say, I wasn't a very big fan of that dream...
Ps. It's getting harder and harder to pull myself out of bed and come to this job every day.
I'm a bit baffled by yesterday, still. I think I pretty much single-handedly ran the gamut of human emotions in the span of maybe 10 hours? (It tired me out so much that I went to bed at 10 pm.)
- I was all crazy and energized and in workaholic mode while I was at work, shoveling out stock and receiving it like a mad woman.
- In the morning I was having the world's worst luck, and was so angry and irritable and smashing things around and kicking shit and pretty much just having a total temper tantrum.
- Relief set in when I went to the passport office and it only took literally 10 minutes to get my passport ready and sent off to the magical passport-producing castle in Canadian Government Land.
- Some more frustration while I was battling the snowstorm in a skirt and no mittens.
- Got to the gym and had an amazing workout for almost two hours, and I felt happy and elated and accomplished, and came home and got a bunch of stuff down around my house.
- Of course there was the news about Tim. That turned down the dial a little and I spent most of the evening very solemnly and contemplatively.
- And then I uh, got a bit frisky before bed.
I had a dream last night/this morning about the ghost in my store. I saw it and everything. Needless to say, I wasn't a very big fan of that dream...
Ps. It's getting harder and harder to pull myself out of bed and come to this job every day.