.When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide.
I'm working (I'm always working!)
Although lately it feels as if I haven't been working as much as I was. Although I am. Been doing a lot more outside of work, though. I feel as if I've been around people non-stop for the past month. I welcome the company with open arms. Briane has been staying at the apartment most nights. It reminds me how much I like to have someone sleeping next to me, with little importance on who it is and in what context. I should get a dog.
Everyone leaves within the next few days, though.
I miss Aimee. I feel as if I haven't seen her in forever, although I really have.
I am kind of ready for this semester to get started, though. I'm excited about classes and my new work schedule. No more closing Wild Oats every night! I may even have an extra day off. I need to get organized and quit drinking so much. I need to clean my apartment and get everything in order. I need to write. I need to make my car payment! I need to make more lists.
I have been paying the full $795 for my apartment for the past four months or so, and Aims is about to start paying me back soon. I'm fairly excited about that. Excited in that I'm glad that she is finally in a situation where she is able to do so. I could really care less about the money right now.
Everyone asks me why I work so much. Aimee asks me how I survive with the schedule I have. I work twelve hours a day (seven a.m. to ten.forty-five p.m. with a few hours off in the middle). I sleep three or four hours a night. I don't do it for the money. I do it because I can; because my body allows me to push it to the brink of abuse. Because what else am I going to do? Distraction is my savior.
(We're listening to the White Album right now, and I have to express how much I love the song Honey Pie.)
I have been inspired lately to develop a skill. I want to learn guitar. Or keyboard? I have both, so I have options. I could even go in the direction of vibes or marimba, if I had the patience to assemble them.
Ooo... a customer!
Although lately it feels as if I haven't been working as much as I was. Although I am. Been doing a lot more outside of work, though. I feel as if I've been around people non-stop for the past month. I welcome the company with open arms. Briane has been staying at the apartment most nights. It reminds me how much I like to have someone sleeping next to me, with little importance on who it is and in what context. I should get a dog.
Everyone leaves within the next few days, though.
I miss Aimee. I feel as if I haven't seen her in forever, although I really have.
I am kind of ready for this semester to get started, though. I'm excited about classes and my new work schedule. No more closing Wild Oats every night! I may even have an extra day off. I need to get organized and quit drinking so much. I need to clean my apartment and get everything in order. I need to write. I need to make my car payment! I need to make more lists.
I have been paying the full $795 for my apartment for the past four months or so, and Aims is about to start paying me back soon. I'm fairly excited about that. Excited in that I'm glad that she is finally in a situation where she is able to do so. I could really care less about the money right now.
Everyone asks me why I work so much. Aimee asks me how I survive with the schedule I have. I work twelve hours a day (seven a.m. to ten.forty-five p.m. with a few hours off in the middle). I sleep three or four hours a night. I don't do it for the money. I do it because I can; because my body allows me to push it to the brink of abuse. Because what else am I going to do? Distraction is my savior.
(We're listening to the White Album right now, and I have to express how much I love the song Honey Pie.)
I have been inspired lately to develop a skill. I want to learn guitar. Or keyboard? I have both, so I have options. I could even go in the direction of vibes or marimba, if I had the patience to assemble them.
Ooo... a customer!