UFFDA
Today was a roller coaster. It started with the cramps that kept me awake at got me up at 5:30. Then I planted seeds and made a Flower Journal though, so that was happy. I wrote some awful, torrid poetry about some boys at work. I saw Charles and he looked so good I actually started breathing hard and heaving air. Haha. Then my manager made me cry like a baby at work, so that was not so happy. I had to take a 15 minute break to bawl in the bathroom and compose myself. Then Ricky came in and told me he hated me, which was predictable. We launched pens at each other ("that was an OPEN-CAPPED LAUNCH!"). He really wanted my hat and started grabbing my arms and legs. I backed into the bathroom to get away from him (genius) and stood outside and waited. Eventually he threw water on my shirt and soaked me. I ran after him and he hid. I took a long route around the nursery and filled a bucket with water. I watched him creeping around the side of the building and looking for me and I matched his strides so I stayed behind a statue or other obstruction in the nursery as he moved. I went up behind him and threw water on him, soaking his pants and feet. Jo Al shook his head and said "Ricky, you're stupid." HAHAHA. I ran, literally ran, away as Ricky yelled "it's just a cycle! It's gonna come back around! It's coming back around!!!"
I went to the other location to buy seeds and pots since West wasn't safe. Now Ziggy is curled up in a towel next to me asleep. Things are better.
I went to the other location to buy seeds and pots since West wasn't safe. Now Ziggy is curled up in a towel next to me asleep. Things are better.