i'm so far removed, i'm not sure if this is positive.

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it always feels like such a waste when you look really cute on a day you tried to make okay, but forces were agianst you. i was disrupted many natural times in my sleep. nick got his car towed, we spent 1h 1/2 in line to get his car back at the police impound lot, and it cost me $130. (he has no money). i was too warm and therefore uncomfortable all day. the rest of the day was pretty much fine until work. "the boy" was angry and yelling. tables were being mean. i get walked out on. (chased, yelled. eddie and "you got served" ran after them. then eddie caught 'one of them' and held a knife to his back, then quickly realized he had only caught "you got served".) dishwasher drama. had to do my own dishes. blah blah blah. and i made like fucking nothing! it wasn't super super slow for the three of us, it was just that shitty tipping. (i did get home early though) my feet are killing me becauase i feel like i have to keep wearing my new $60 pair of shoes.(running after the walkouts didn't really help. but now i know i can run in wedges!)
but for some reason this all makes me pretty excited for tomorrow. no real reason, i just feel like it's going to be nice.