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Although you are reaching into the deep well of emotional waters, this is actually a day of practical appearances. You are motivated to create something tangible and can get lost in the logistics and planning. Still, it's advisable to maintain a connection with the realm of fantasy. Remember your dreams but don't get mixed up over what is real.
Gods I feel like shit today. I don't know why, either. Last night, I went to lay down after work and then slept for an hour. Fell asleep again, woke up at like three in the morning. (I was still wearing my bra, two of my necklaces, and my watch.) So I took them off and changed my shirt (because I was also wearing the shirt I'd worn to work), tossed and turned for an hour (I heard my dad's alarm go off), and then went to sleep again and woke up just as my brother was leaving for work. So of course I got out of bed, but my stomach is all ergh and I have a headache and, you know. Shit like that. I'm still tired.
I had a dream last night. I think Lisa was talking to Heather and telling her how she was only going to get the job as shoe coordinator because she had the experience, even though she calls out of work and comes in late and disappears all the time. My dream!self just went: "What do you mean she has the experience? SHE WAS IN A STOCK ROOM ALL THE TIME AT OLD NAVY, SHE HAS NO EXPERIENCE." Not that, you know, I said that out loud. It does kind of piss me off that she's going to be shoe coordinator, though, because she's not really all that great of an employee and she's even newer than I am. Well, it's not like I can think of anyone that should have it, but you know. It annoys me. Oh, and speaking of Heather. She's talking to me again. I feel special, she actually doesn't hate me. Woo. Don't know about Fatima, though, haven't seen her in forever.
Oh well. I have to go get some shit done before work.
Gods I feel like shit today. I don't know why, either. Last night, I went to lay down after work and then slept for an hour. Fell asleep again, woke up at like three in the morning. (I was still wearing my bra, two of my necklaces, and my watch.) So I took them off and changed my shirt (because I was also wearing the shirt I'd worn to work), tossed and turned for an hour (I heard my dad's alarm go off), and then went to sleep again and woke up just as my brother was leaving for work. So of course I got out of bed, but my stomach is all ergh and I have a headache and, you know. Shit like that. I'm still tired.
I had a dream last night. I think Lisa was talking to Heather and telling her how she was only going to get the job as shoe coordinator because she had the experience, even though she calls out of work and comes in late and disappears all the time. My dream!self just went: "What do you mean she has the experience? SHE WAS IN A STOCK ROOM ALL THE TIME AT OLD NAVY, SHE HAS NO EXPERIENCE." Not that, you know, I said that out loud. It does kind of piss me off that she's going to be shoe coordinator, though, because she's not really all that great of an employee and she's even newer than I am. Well, it's not like I can think of anyone that should have it, but you know. It annoys me. Oh, and speaking of Heather. She's talking to me again. I feel special, she actually doesn't hate me. Woo. Don't know about Fatima, though, haven't seen her in forever.
Oh well. I have to go get some shit done before work.