ugh ugh.

This is going to be quick because I am tired and today's high is supposed to be 90. I'd like very much to be asleep before that hellscape comes to pass. It's too early for that shit.

Anyway, I wish my coworker would give me a head's up when she's going on vacation. She doesn't have to say where she's going or what she's doing if she doesn't want to. She could just say hey, I won't see you next week b/c I'm taking some time off. I'd tell her to enjoy herself and I'd miss her and that'd be the end of it. Then I wouldn't walk into work and see one of the 2nd shift people and think, ohshit. Was I supposed to be here earlier? Is it Wednesday? Did I fuck up? I shall spend this whole week putting up truck, btw. The truck we normally get this morning showed up last night, I think, and so I walked into numerous uboats filled with stuff to put away. Normally I ease into my week on Tuesday nights but nope, just throw me into the deep end I guess. Tonight will be the tote truck and then tomorrow will possibly be leftovers from the trucks and also the food/candy truck in the morning. Friday will be the remains of that and I will spend Saturday changing every stupid ad tag in the front of the store.

It's only just begun and I hate this week so much already. I'm breaking out like crazy (I'm going to assume that my skin does not like that moisturizer) because why the hell not. Also, Cass's cat that I named, Johnny5, is missing. :(