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I soo don't want to go to work today. I just want to hang out in my pj's and not do anything.
Yeah. Sundays mean golf, laundry, and ironing. Ironing sucks big time. And if you haven't ironed with an 80 year old woman, then you should. Trust me. It's not the most fun activity in the world...But she likes it, and it makes her happy, so whatever. Gotta do what I gotta do.
My back is in ridiculous amounts of pain. And seeing how I live with a massage therapist, you'd think I would take advantage of that. Naw...Never do. So my back will stay sore until I do.
Yeah, I have nothing interesting to say.
Eddie called me this morning. That was a sorta nice thing to wake up to. I actually haven't really talked to him the past two weeks, but we really need to hang out. Soonish. I hope.
Tommorow is going to be ridiculous.
I have work 6:30-12, then school 1-4:30, then FNB clean up crew right after that, and I'm still not sure when the Bright Eyes concert is, but if it's tommorow, then I'm all sorts of screwed. If I go to the concert, I'll be ditching FNB. On the other hand, if I don't go to the concert, I'll be kicking myself afterwards. So either way, I'm shirking one of my responsibilities. Dammit...Oh well, I'm sure it will work out for the best.
Alrighty then. Shower, shave, Amy's Place, work. Fun times. And I'm supposed to be seeing James tonight, but we'll see if that works out or not. I'm not holding my breath, but I'm pretty indifferent either way, so it's cool.
Okay time to greet the day...
-hypocrite
Yeah. Sundays mean golf, laundry, and ironing. Ironing sucks big time. And if you haven't ironed with an 80 year old woman, then you should. Trust me. It's not the most fun activity in the world...But she likes it, and it makes her happy, so whatever. Gotta do what I gotta do.
My back is in ridiculous amounts of pain. And seeing how I live with a massage therapist, you'd think I would take advantage of that. Naw...Never do. So my back will stay sore until I do.
Yeah, I have nothing interesting to say.
Eddie called me this morning. That was a sorta nice thing to wake up to. I actually haven't really talked to him the past two weeks, but we really need to hang out. Soonish. I hope.
Tommorow is going to be ridiculous.
I have work 6:30-12, then school 1-4:30, then FNB clean up crew right after that, and I'm still not sure when the Bright Eyes concert is, but if it's tommorow, then I'm all sorts of screwed. If I go to the concert, I'll be ditching FNB. On the other hand, if I don't go to the concert, I'll be kicking myself afterwards. So either way, I'm shirking one of my responsibilities. Dammit...Oh well, I'm sure it will work out for the best.
Alrighty then. Shower, shave, Amy's Place, work. Fun times. And I'm supposed to be seeing James tonight, but we'll see if that works out or not. I'm not holding my breath, but I'm pretty indifferent either way, so it's cool.
Okay time to greet the day...
-hypocrite