and the air felt heavy....
The past few weeks have been...well strange.
Which accounts for my sporatic journal entries lately.
Today was the first day I ever opened up the store by myself. It was surprisingly easy (::knock on wood::) and almost fun. Got to blast the new Sleater Kinney. Walked around with jingly keys. Felt somewhat powerful. Amazing isn't it?
I'm tired of the head games people are playing with me. I'm getting mixed signals, and stories abound from all sides and I'm just kinda like "huh?". I think I shouldn't worry about it so much. It's actually pretty silly. I shouldn't be wasting my time even stressing about it. But I am.
My apartment is such a disaster, I really need to clean it. Maybe that will relieve some of this stress. If I can get off my lazy ass and actually make an attempt.
Which accounts for my sporatic journal entries lately.
Today was the first day I ever opened up the store by myself. It was surprisingly easy (::knock on wood::) and almost fun. Got to blast the new Sleater Kinney. Walked around with jingly keys. Felt somewhat powerful. Amazing isn't it?
I'm tired of the head games people are playing with me. I'm getting mixed signals, and stories abound from all sides and I'm just kinda like "huh?". I think I shouldn't worry about it so much. It's actually pretty silly. I shouldn't be wasting my time even stressing about it. But I am.
My apartment is such a disaster, I really need to clean it. Maybe that will relieve some of this stress. If I can get off my lazy ass and actually make an attempt.