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Lethargic.
I'm very lethargic today. I promised Adam I'd get up at 3 am this morning, and drive out to Burnside to pick him up from work at 4 when his shift ended, though I don't like driving, nor do I enjoy driving Adam's car. I agreed to do it.
So at 10 to 3 I am awoken bty Rachelle kicking my door telling me that my alarm has been going off for the last 10 minutes, she has to work at 5, and if I don't turn the mother fucking thing off shes gonna kick my ass. I get the hint right away, and get out of bed.
I drag my sleepy ass to the kitchen, and down a cup a coffee, then I shower. At 3:15, I figure, hell, I'm got plenty of time, so I lay down in my bed for a second. I am awoken at 7 am this morning by Adam kicking me. Apperently, I fell back to sleep, and spaced on the date. Sorry Adam. Maybe next time?
I was walking Patrick to work this morning when I realized that I'm overly tired because I've failed to eat a decent meal in the last couple of days. So Patrick decided that on the way we'd stop at The Great Canada Bagel, so I can buy him(ahem, I mean 'us') breakfast. I bought a Bagel, and put it in my man-purse for later, then took Patrick to work. I later gave my bagel to a homeless guy in the park. I guess I shouldn't attempt to eat. I'm not really in the mood for food anyways.
I have to be at work in 2 hours. I've worked there one day, and I've already discovered it is one of the hardest jobs I've ever had, so demanding.
Soon enough, I'll say goodbye to this city. I'm excited and sad all at once.
PS: don't buy belts from West 49, you'll end up wasting $70 on a belt that'll fall apart in 3 days.
I'm very lethargic today. I promised Adam I'd get up at 3 am this morning, and drive out to Burnside to pick him up from work at 4 when his shift ended, though I don't like driving, nor do I enjoy driving Adam's car. I agreed to do it.
So at 10 to 3 I am awoken bty Rachelle kicking my door telling me that my alarm has been going off for the last 10 minutes, she has to work at 5, and if I don't turn the mother fucking thing off shes gonna kick my ass. I get the hint right away, and get out of bed.
I drag my sleepy ass to the kitchen, and down a cup a coffee, then I shower. At 3:15, I figure, hell, I'm got plenty of time, so I lay down in my bed for a second. I am awoken at 7 am this morning by Adam kicking me. Apperently, I fell back to sleep, and spaced on the date. Sorry Adam. Maybe next time?
I was walking Patrick to work this morning when I realized that I'm overly tired because I've failed to eat a decent meal in the last couple of days. So Patrick decided that on the way we'd stop at The Great Canada Bagel, so I can buy him(ahem, I mean 'us') breakfast. I bought a Bagel, and put it in my man-purse for later, then took Patrick to work. I later gave my bagel to a homeless guy in the park. I guess I shouldn't attempt to eat. I'm not really in the mood for food anyways.
I have to be at work in 2 hours. I've worked there one day, and I've already discovered it is one of the hardest jobs I've ever had, so demanding.
Soon enough, I'll say goodbye to this city. I'm excited and sad all at once.
PS: don't buy belts from West 49, you'll end up wasting $70 on a belt that'll fall apart in 3 days.