*yawn*
I get to go in late tomorrow. Because tomorrow I am working for about 13 hours. Until Midnight. But I will get overtime pay. Which is teh good. Because I am really really really really broke. Not quite as broke as last year broke, which is excellent, but still quite broke. And so is my car window.
Which is why the girls are letting me park in the garage tonight, so my car does not fill up with snow. Yay. Thaaaat's the other thing I'm looking at tomorrow. Taking the bus. Which means taking the bus back at 11:30 at night. Yuck.
In other grumblings, I don't know why I started dating stupid boys stupid now. I was talking to Val about it. She said later she agreed with me that it's not dating unless they are driving you up the wall in some way. If they aren't driving you crazy trying to figure out what the hell they are doing, then it's just hanging out. Dating in the new millenium. Jesus, shoot me now.
I need to take up exercising of some type. Very soon. My back pain is raring up again, which is a clear sign that I am not getting enough movement and stretching after sitting at a desk all day. And I am lethargic and can't sleep again. Aaah, insomnia, my old friend. I will pickle you in brine someday. I don't even know what that means. Make sense is the first thing that goes when the not sleeping starts. Bleugh.
I kinda wish I knew where I was going. I kinda gave up on planning anything, when all the plans started melting. So I'm bopping along, waiting for something to fall in my path. And usually when that happens, some crazy shit starts falling in my path. And about 85% of me is pretty sure I don't want that to happen. So I kinda figure I need a direction, to take my mind off of things. To escape the distraction. The distraction of not knowing what I want. I feel very very trapped. And I'm really not liking it. Some part of me is holed up somewhere, working on something. I know it. I believe it. I just don't know how to BE it. Not yet anyway.
Thank you for letting me ramble,
Me.
Which is why the girls are letting me park in the garage tonight, so my car does not fill up with snow. Yay. Thaaaat's the other thing I'm looking at tomorrow. Taking the bus. Which means taking the bus back at 11:30 at night. Yuck.
In other grumblings, I don't know why I started dating stupid boys stupid now. I was talking to Val about it. She said later she agreed with me that it's not dating unless they are driving you up the wall in some way. If they aren't driving you crazy trying to figure out what the hell they are doing, then it's just hanging out. Dating in the new millenium. Jesus, shoot me now.
I need to take up exercising of some type. Very soon. My back pain is raring up again, which is a clear sign that I am not getting enough movement and stretching after sitting at a desk all day. And I am lethargic and can't sleep again. Aaah, insomnia, my old friend. I will pickle you in brine someday. I don't even know what that means. Make sense is the first thing that goes when the not sleeping starts. Bleugh.
I kinda wish I knew where I was going. I kinda gave up on planning anything, when all the plans started melting. So I'm bopping along, waiting for something to fall in my path. And usually when that happens, some crazy shit starts falling in my path. And about 85% of me is pretty sure I don't want that to happen. So I kinda figure I need a direction, to take my mind off of things. To escape the distraction. The distraction of not knowing what I want. I feel very very trapped. And I'm really not liking it. Some part of me is holed up somewhere, working on something. I know it. I believe it. I just don't know how to BE it. Not yet anyway.
Thank you for letting me ramble,
Me.