minor update
I try to convince myself that if I believe in something enough things will go that way. They didn't. It's always been like that.
Just for the record, which is something I've been meaning to write about for a little while now; that girl in meat unit with her nose pierced does have to cover her piercing up until she can take it out. She isn't allowed it, just like I wasn't allowed it. But the unfair part is that she gets to cover it up and I had to take holidays then and there until I could take it out. And she's the one in close contact to food (very close contact, she works in the meat department). I think the floor manager is way more nicer than the manager that we had before she went on maternity leave (when I got my nose done for the first time), and Katie has kind of taken a hard ass approach like her. I know that the manager we have now would be more lenient, but they don't know I have a clear stud in anyway. They just think I take it out.
Mark didn't watch porn last night. He came upstairs after finishing on the PS3, which was probably ten minutes after I went to bed. I'm not sure that he knew I was in bed but I pretended to be asleep when he come in anyways.
I gotta go shopping for my Mum's birthday present today too. And Mark is having poker tonight.