Spice, part three

And now, a moment of woohoo! On Friday I got my paycheck. Love picking up my paycheck in person and taking it to the bank because I'm a dork. Anyway, it was smaller than I anticipated, and that was even after I factored in the whole calling in sick thing fucking with my holiday pay so that I'd break normal, as opposed to super fantastic. Considering I felt like crap that week and the day after I called out sick, I felt better than I had in ages, I figured it was worth it.

Still, the check, she was small. So I killed time until big boss came in, asked him [this time without making an ass of myself] and waited. Last night, as I ran to punch in late and then ran to get to the register, I was called back and given an envelope. SCORE. When I looked inside on my break, I noticed an awful lot of paperwork... and then I realized it said sick day. And my normal hours, too. SCORE! :D I gots money, I gots money. *dances*



Goodbye. I associate with Christmas and George Michael's super camptastic video [after his bathroom arrest] because I think the latter premiered around the same time. Also worth noting, I think that was also with my collection of Rufus Wainright vids and the Disney orgy comment. Good times. The Christmas is because of the single and the b-side. Anyway. Pretty, but I never did like the frozen people.

( Forever )

My headache and I are off to visit the land of Excedrin and finish this book. Thus far I've been keeping up with my book list on goodreads, which probably vexes heidi if they send her an update each time I so much as sneeze there. Not sure about that. *muse*

Also, I wish I could stop randomly buying lip balm, lip gloss, and the occasional lipstick. If given a makeup choice, I always go for a lip thing, despite the fact that on any given day, my work vest has two lip glosses at all times. But they're so... shiny. Oh, and my brother brought me a brownie from work last night. :D For all I know it's got nuts all over it, but I'm hoping it doesn't, and besides, he never brings me anything. But a brownie! Going now.

Excedrin is my one true love

I spent all day asleep. Which isn't as much fun as you'd think. The headache from hell wouldn't go away, though I suspect the overabundance of blood in my Excedrin-stream might've had something to do with that. Also, I felt icky in general. So I left my fan off [which is a shock, as I usually have it on no matter how cold it actually is in my room. The sound. The breeze. I know.] huddled under just about every blanket I had, and wondered why my room is only freezing when I feel like crap. I dozed and woke up somewhere around 2pm and seriously considered actually getting up. I slowly emerge from the cocoon, and halfway across the room the back of my head feels sorta like the time my brother smacked me with a wiffle bat. Back to bed!

Eventually hauled myself out of bed, didn't immediately scream, "my braaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiin" and assembled that shower cleaner thing. You know, the Scrubbing Bubbles one you hang in your shower, press a button, scream as it starts to beep in this way that sounds like "Final Countdown to the End of the World, please evacuate the planet. EVACUATE THE PLANET!" Then it starts and it's freaky to be standing on the other side of the shower curtain holding it closed so the entire bathroom doesn't get sprayed. So. Weird. But easily enough installed. If it'll help keep the shower clean, dude, I can live with the scary beeping.

Oh, and I succumbed to a bit of ANTM, as it was one of the earlier ones in the crazy Jade cycle, and I've only seen the later ones from that round. God, I wish someone had punched the girl in the face and told her to shut. Up. Or, in a less violent vein, given her a dictionary and highlighted these words she doesn't seem to understand: humble, modest. Obviously others could be found.

I'm thinking drug myself and then go indulge in a little Gossip Girl therapy. Oh, and watching some SVH online. Frick, ABC family, couldn't we have a little SVH so I could uh, record them, and then you could yank 'em off the air again?