I HATE THIS ECONOMY. Joey has only 4.5 hours next week. I'm guaranteed my 40 hours since I'm a supervisor, but since we lost 100 hours of schedule time, my time will be spent stressfully picking up the slack of having too few people. I know I'm in the better boat of most people in this store, but needless to say it's shit cake for everyone ( Read more... )

S'up, LJ? It's been awhile. Here I am, a few weeks in Richmond now and I thought I'd give y'all an update. Note, I do not have internet yet. I am illegally checking my email and whatnot at work and am bored and killing time. Fight the power. Or something ( Read more... )

Job? CHECK
Place to live? CHECK
Move in date? CHECK
Wonderful, loving boyfriend to take up residence with*? YOU BET YOUR ASS CHECK!

HOLY CHECK!! I'm officially moving to Richmond!

*aka: To live in premarital sin with, which I've been told is my responsibility to inform my Mormon granny of... oops! Mwehe!

Dear Future Liz,

Today is June 4. June 4th is yours and Joey's anniversary, the day you made things official.

I know how you are with memory and all, so I thought I'd let you know.

I hope you're very happy, like how I feel right now.

Love,
Past Liz

Quick question before I get to my point: why do bottles of Midol use the standard line "Adults and children 12 years of age and older: take 2 tablets....." Doesn't that seem unnecessary for a drug like Midol? After I raised the query this morning, my dad countered that maybe it was for liability purposes. But I think, if anything, that makes ( Read more... )

Writing my own obituaries is becoming a strange, therapeutic hobby. I don't think it's a tasteless hobby. I mean, if I can't handle death with a bit of levity, I'd go mad. Plus, this one kind of has a moral.

ELIZABETH J. HOOKER
1988-2007
Dear friend, beloved sister, okay daughter
She will be missedElizabeth Hooker, nineteen year old homeless ( Read more... )

I suppose I should announce, in case anyone's interested, that I am back in Warrenton.  For the next few weeks, until the place I am (hoping) to move into is available, I am living with the lovely Gelly and her gracious parents.  There were many factors that lead me to where I find myself now, that being on Gelly's guest bed.  A number of those ( Read more... )

Apparently, Joey knew there was something wrong before I did. I didn't give any conscious signals, didn't even think I was anything besides bored and apathetic. But he asked if I was ok, and now I'm a mess ( Read more... )

I got a raise.
A probable promotion.
The bump up to official full-time.
$400 tax return.
And I bought Mads a book and took her to see Hot Fuzz for her birthday.
Hot Fuzz, by the by, was fantastic ( Read more... )

Juggling simultaneous IM conversations with Taylor, Breton, and Joey ( Read more... )