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I think my middle toe's nail is infected. Infact, I think both are. Which makes work a bitch and a half. Also those stupid inserts that should, in theory, make my feet hurt less seem to make them hurt more. This is quite uncool.
...ohmyeffing god. where the hell did my entry from yesterday go? Oh. There it is. That's when you know your friends list exploded.
I need someone to give me a better reason than "new magazines!" to go to work tonight. If memory serves, I still have one sick day left so I wouldn't really lose money yet... ( bitching contained within )
Right now these are the only reasons I have for going:
1) I can keep my sickday
2) I really like magazine day
3) I hate calling in
And you know, none of them really seems like enough to push me over the edge into good girl territory.
Currently reading Saving Francesca. First, can I say yummy Australian goodness? I can and I did, so there. Second, one of these days I'm going to realizewhen will I learn blue isn't red everybody knows this that no amount of books set in high school is going to erase my own crappy years. And if it did, then I'd have a whole new set of problems to deal with. I should say that the book is good. I'm more than halfway done and I wish that more pages would magically appear. And at the same time, I'm always a bit vexed at books where the protagonist magically finds people who end up being friends just by accident. And not one or two friends, but a whole random assortment. Sonofabitch, am I the only one who went through highschool with next to no friends? It's like every summer, just before school would start, two of my friends would dump me. So reading these books? Not helping the perpetual teenage angst.
"Behold! by the power of just being the cool you, you will mystically attract people you've been a horrible bitch to in the past!" Where do I sign up for that magical power?
So far, no reasons to go to work have appeared. It's up to you. If you can't find any, that's cool too.
Did I mention my toes hurt? I don't think I did. Not really.
...ohmyeffing god. where the hell did my entry from yesterday go? Oh. There it is. That's when you know your friends list exploded.
I need someone to give me a better reason than "new magazines!" to go to work tonight. If memory serves, I still have one sick day left so I wouldn't really lose money yet... ( bitching contained within )
Right now these are the only reasons I have for going:
1) I can keep my sickday
2) I really like magazine day
3) I hate calling in
And you know, none of them really seems like enough to push me over the edge into good girl territory.
Currently reading Saving Francesca. First, can I say yummy Australian goodness? I can and I did, so there. Second, one of these days I'm going to realize
"Behold! by the power of just being the cool you, you will mystically attract people you've been a horrible bitch to in the past!" Where do I sign up for that magical power?
So far, no reasons to go to work have appeared. It's up to you. If you can't find any, that's cool too.
Did I mention my toes hurt? I don't think I did. Not really.
