Man. This job at Godiva is really like something out of a story you tell your kids when you're older. You say, "Yeah, well, once I worked in a Godiva boutique for three months. It sucked. Here, let me tell you about it and try to make you feel guilty for complaining about YOUR job, which I perceive to be far better than mine was, despite the fact ( Read more... )

Today I woke up at 10:00am to go to this other street art fair with my mom. I was barely able to get up for it...I was so tired. Working at Godiva drains my soul more than anything. Like, yesterday was a bit of a nightmare ( Read more... )

My mom called me this morning asking if I wanted to go to this Art Fair at Middletown PGA Blvd. Realizing that it'll probably benefit me more to go out for a few hours with my mom than refusing to have a more leisurely day would, I agreed. It meant that I had to get up and shower right then, and get dressed and ready. It also meant that I didn't ( Read more... )

Is early. Athena is tired. Only 6 hours of sleep. Boo. Work later, from 2pm to 7pm. Brian work today from 8am to 5pm. Tomorrow we both have day off. YAY US ( Read more... )

So, it's getting to be somewhat official--I'm not liking my job at Godiva. It's not that it's not fun to work around chocolate, or being able to help people get what they want...in fact, those are the good things. Everything else sucks ( Read more... )

I just don't feel like doing much these past few days. I have this weird fatigue thing again...where it just sort of comes on me and I can't really do anything about it. I'm not tired, and I'm not sleepy; I'm inexplicably fatigued. I just feel like resting....but at the same time I'm usually not actually ready to 'rest.' That is, I WANT to do ( Read more... )

My last post means that all those things that happened over the summer are once again happening. That sort of silent-truce we had going is over. My mom's got problems with Brian all over again. How he's awkward, and 'never going to get an engineering job' and he's a 'loser' and how I'm a 'spoiled, lazy loser' because I don't have a career job with ( Read more... )

Okay. I need to leave for work in about half an hour...not because I'm going to work, exactly, but because I need to go and buy a long sleeved collared black shirt first. Then go to work ( Read more... )

I'm actually not at all sure that I'm not going slowly insane. I feel very...trapped. And frequently annoyed at nothing. Then I realized that lately, I haven't written any letters, or received any...and I haven't been able to talk to anyone online. Also, I haven't been able to translate in weeks now. All in all...it's very irritating. I want to do ( Read more... )

I woke up today with a vague upset tummy and a pounding headache. I still have the headache, despite the two Tylenol I had this morning. And my stomach has just been more annoyed, since I took the pills on just tea. I am barely going to make it through my day. And it is not a pleasant day. I am Florence, House Wife Extraordinaire, again. I already ( Read more... )