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Ugh. I hate it when you tell yourself you need to carve out some time for a chapter, because you REALLY want to get into it, but in the first few days of the work week you are either torn away from it or exhausted before you can get to it, and then you just throw up your hands like "okay I'll wait until the weekend." That puts so much pressure on the weekend, for one. For two, it's when people think you're "available" so why do you want to hole up at home? For three, that's when I try to cram in other things. Ugh it just doesn't work out. I wish we were like Denmark, or wherever the fuck it is, where people have a 32hr work week. Four days.
I really wanted to try a four day work week, but I don't have the finances. I found out I was spending more than I was making, so I tried to be frugal, cancelled my Elements membership, and then found out that our rent had risen $110. Fuck. You.
People need more free time than this. I haven't even been on vacation for two years. I requested off the 30th and Oct. 1st so I could have a four day weekend but that's probably not even going to make a dent in all the time I wish I could have to recover from smiling at strangers instead of working on something meaningful. Fuck customers, by the way. XD Somehow I got hired at a store that calls itself "the friendliest in town", that is our motto, in fact I was given advice in my first review to try to initiate social interaction with customers more often instead of waiting for them to talk to me. Hah! Yeah, no, I'm gonna wait, because I'd rather they didn't talk to me. That's who I am, suckers. You hired it, I do my job... introverts are as vital a part of society as extroverts. YOU do the talking. I'll get shit done in the background, huh?
I'm not sure why this is such a bitchy entry. It might be that I just am irritated I was off by 3pm yesterday and no amount of coffee got me revved up to get anywhere with ch.17. That was the plan before I was off. Then when I got here I stretched in front of the TV for a while, went to my room to prep for writing, and then started having gastritis symptoms and fell asleep by 8:30.
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Surely, there are writing fairies out there who can spirit me away to a cabin in the mountains and leave some changeling in my place. That's where I want to be. In a sprawling master bedroom with glass walls facing the snow. In the center of a king size bed, I'll be set up all cozy with my laptop, sketch folder, and a tray of coffee and donuts. Every surface in the room will have a candle.
Ope, looks like I'll just have to leave that thought suspended.
Goodbye.
I really wanted to try a four day work week, but I don't have the finances. I found out I was spending more than I was making, so I tried to be frugal, cancelled my Elements membership, and then found out that our rent had risen $110. Fuck. You.
People need more free time than this. I haven't even been on vacation for two years. I requested off the 30th and Oct. 1st so I could have a four day weekend but that's probably not even going to make a dent in all the time I wish I could have to recover from smiling at strangers instead of working on something meaningful. Fuck customers, by the way. XD Somehow I got hired at a store that calls itself "the friendliest in town", that is our motto, in fact I was given advice in my first review to try to initiate social interaction with customers more often instead of waiting for them to talk to me. Hah! Yeah, no, I'm gonna wait, because I'd rather they didn't talk to me. That's who I am, suckers. You hired it, I do my job... introverts are as vital a part of society as extroverts. YOU do the talking. I'll get shit done in the background, huh?
I'm not sure why this is such a bitchy entry. It might be that I just am irritated I was off by 3pm yesterday and no amount of coffee got me revved up to get anywhere with ch.17. That was the plan before I was off. Then when I got here I stretched in front of the TV for a while, went to my room to prep for writing, and then started having gastritis symptoms and fell asleep by 8:30.
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Surely, there are writing fairies out there who can spirit me away to a cabin in the mountains and leave some changeling in my place. That's where I want to be. In a sprawling master bedroom with glass walls facing the snow. In the center of a king size bed, I'll be set up all cozy with my laptop, sketch folder, and a tray of coffee and donuts. Every surface in the room will have a candle.
Ope, looks like I'll just have to leave that thought suspended.
Goodbye.