Ugh...lasagne isn't sitting well.
I seem to be using my worktime to catch up on everybody's live journals. i can't complain though, the time flies by and it keeps bordom from rearing its ugly head.
I hate the fact that I feel like I've become a recluse. I mean, it's not that I don't want to go out...its just that I'm freakin exhusted at the end of the night, specially my 13 - 14 hour ones and not to mention funds are insanely tight right now. But I miss everyone so much. I also have started to hate the phone. I'm on one all day at work and I sure as hell don't want to be on it when I get home. Sorry I'm sorry if I haven't called anyone. Please know that I do miss you.
Okay thats all.
Bye.
I hate the fact that I feel like I've become a recluse. I mean, it's not that I don't want to go out...its just that I'm freakin exhusted at the end of the night, specially my 13 - 14 hour ones and not to mention funds are insanely tight right now. But I miss everyone so much. I also have started to hate the phone. I'm on one all day at work and I sure as hell don't want to be on it when I get home. Sorry I'm sorry if I haven't called anyone. Please know that I do miss you.
Okay thats all.
Bye.