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today has been absolutely AMAZING so far. let me tell you. It's nine fucking forty and already i feel horrible.
here's what i get to complain about:
1. last night, i basically didn't sleep at all. it was extremely weird because i was drunk and usually when intoxicated i pass out and sleep like a log for anywhere from 7 to 12 hours. instead, last night i tossed and turned, threw my cell phone off of my bed, (apparently) looked down at maria and asked her "what?", and generally wiggled a lot.
2. this morning i woke up kind of later than i had planned to (due to the fact that i use my cell phone as an alarm clock and when i chucked it in my sleep the battery was detached). hung out for awhile, took a shower, things of that sort. then i checked my america reads schedule at about 8:57. i was under the impression that i had to work at 9:30. apparently, i was mistaken and had to be there by 9.
3. i ran up the hill to get to slayter, where the car to get to america reads was. i wheezed a lot because i'm out of shape and smoke too much. i almost collapsed a lung, but made it up to slayter at about five after.
4. i went to the security office and asked the lady working if someone had picked up the dca car for america reads. she said that the girl had gone to get it and told her that she would be right back. i was ecstatic.
5. i sat on a window thingy in the parking lot and smoked a cigarette to celebrate. i waited for awhile and got kind of nervous, until i saw a tan car pulling up. i was kind of behind a van so she must not have seen me because she just turned around and drove away.
6. i kind of tried to attract her attention, but i'm not really a yeller or a waver or a jumper, so it didn't really work out. i got really really sad and walked back down the hill.
blahhh. today is going to be horrible.
here's what i get to complain about:
1. last night, i basically didn't sleep at all. it was extremely weird because i was drunk and usually when intoxicated i pass out and sleep like a log for anywhere from 7 to 12 hours. instead, last night i tossed and turned, threw my cell phone off of my bed, (apparently) looked down at maria and asked her "what?", and generally wiggled a lot.
2. this morning i woke up kind of later than i had planned to (due to the fact that i use my cell phone as an alarm clock and when i chucked it in my sleep the battery was detached). hung out for awhile, took a shower, things of that sort. then i checked my america reads schedule at about 8:57. i was under the impression that i had to work at 9:30. apparently, i was mistaken and had to be there by 9.
3. i ran up the hill to get to slayter, where the car to get to america reads was. i wheezed a lot because i'm out of shape and smoke too much. i almost collapsed a lung, but made it up to slayter at about five after.
4. i went to the security office and asked the lady working if someone had picked up the dca car for america reads. she said that the girl had gone to get it and told her that she would be right back. i was ecstatic.
5. i sat on a window thingy in the parking lot and smoked a cigarette to celebrate. i waited for awhile and got kind of nervous, until i saw a tan car pulling up. i was kind of behind a van so she must not have seen me because she just turned around and drove away.
6. i kind of tried to attract her attention, but i'm not really a yeller or a waver or a jumper, so it didn't really work out. i got really really sad and walked back down the hill.
blahhh. today is going to be horrible.