Life as I know it...
Not going to be that long of an entry tonight, I still have to wake up early tomorrow...
First off, I'd like to say (once again) HAPPY BIRTHDAY JED!!!
*Ahem*
Second of all...haven't found my own place to live yet...at this point, I know I'll be moving into Derek's house for a bit. Hopefully not more than a couple months...but while I'm living there, I'm gonna be saving like crazy. I know it's gonna be tough living on my own. Still a bit scared about that, but nothing I can do about it...I am really hoping that I'm going to be able to move to West Covina. And I'm hoping that's not just wishful thinking. Because I hate taking the freeway to work every day...ever since that one semi overturned and made me a half hour late to work, I've vowed to find a place that would make it possible to get to work quickly, and without the freeway.
See, Charter has an incredibly strict time policy...as in, if you're only one minute late, you're fucked. One minute! That gives you what is called "half an occurance"...and three occurances means you're fired. That overturned semi gave me one full occurance...stupid semi.
Anyway, yes. That's a little frustrating.
Another thing that's frustrating: it's getting harder and harder to leave Derek's house every night. Not just because I miss him, want to cuddle, etc. etc. etc. but because coming back to my parent's house is really quite useless. I really only sleep and shower here. I don't even consider here "home". And it's really frustrating to have to keep coming back here night after night after night...when I'm tired and the last thing I want to do is drive...and all I want to do is go to sleep with Derek...
I have to start packing, and soon. I have no idea where I'm going to put all my shit. I have a lot, and there's no way that I can move it all to Derek's house...yet another frustrating thing...
Anyway, yes...this week is/was the last week of "classroom training" for work. Next week, starting Sunday, will be when I am actually put on the floor and start answering phones. That'll be the "nesting period"...I'll be answering calls, but I'll have supervisors watching over me to make sure I don't fuck up TOO much.
Wish me luck...
*Sigh*
Gotta go, it's already 11...ugh, I feel so old, going to bed before 2 in the morning...
First off, I'd like to say (once again) HAPPY BIRTHDAY JED!!!
*Ahem*
Second of all...haven't found my own place to live yet...at this point, I know I'll be moving into Derek's house for a bit. Hopefully not more than a couple months...but while I'm living there, I'm gonna be saving like crazy. I know it's gonna be tough living on my own. Still a bit scared about that, but nothing I can do about it...I am really hoping that I'm going to be able to move to West Covina. And I'm hoping that's not just wishful thinking. Because I hate taking the freeway to work every day...ever since that one semi overturned and made me a half hour late to work, I've vowed to find a place that would make it possible to get to work quickly, and without the freeway.
See, Charter has an incredibly strict time policy...as in, if you're only one minute late, you're fucked. One minute! That gives you what is called "half an occurance"...and three occurances means you're fired. That overturned semi gave me one full occurance...stupid semi.
Anyway, yes. That's a little frustrating.
Another thing that's frustrating: it's getting harder and harder to leave Derek's house every night. Not just because I miss him, want to cuddle, etc. etc. etc. but because coming back to my parent's house is really quite useless. I really only sleep and shower here. I don't even consider here "home". And it's really frustrating to have to keep coming back here night after night after night...when I'm tired and the last thing I want to do is drive...and all I want to do is go to sleep with Derek...
I have to start packing, and soon. I have no idea where I'm going to put all my shit. I have a lot, and there's no way that I can move it all to Derek's house...yet another frustrating thing...
Anyway, yes...this week is/was the last week of "classroom training" for work. Next week, starting Sunday, will be when I am actually put on the floor and start answering phones. That'll be the "nesting period"...I'll be answering calls, but I'll have supervisors watching over me to make sure I don't fuck up TOO much.
Wish me luck...
*Sigh*
Gotta go, it's already 11...ugh, I feel so old, going to bed before 2 in the morning...