i have slept for an unreasonable amount of time. the number of things to do vs. the amount of time i have to do them is not a very good thing...
HOWEVER... the really very good thing is that it is finally official: i am getting my promotion. ( i know i mentioned it before, but it wasn't actually okayed with the Powers That Be until yesterday.) so i am changing malls. i am getting paid something sort of resembling closer to what i deserve. (now if i could just trick someone into giving me $500 until the raise kicks in, i think all might be well monetarily...) i get to work with one of my favorite people in the whole world. i get to work at a store that actually needs some of my anal habits. i will be moved as of next week. so if you've been coming to see me at my current store, i have run away from you...
(i'm going to miss lindsayloo being around for hugs and talks!)
things might be starting to look up... and if i can focus on that, all will be well...
because in other news: i am not amused in the slightest. trying to be sensible is not exactly working. what is working, however, is applying a little occam's razor and realizing... oh, yeah! you're an asshole!
*deep breath*
but that's okay. because i'm going to go take a shower, do a little cleaning, and then go out with patch (after how many months of saying we were going to??). regardless of looking for other places to live, i believe he and i will be doing what we both do very well: drinking and talking. and that makes things much better.
i love me some drunk patch. (now if only that hot girlie who puts up with him would be around, too... 
)
it's tuesday and i already hit the bottle
i can't even fall in love at happy hour
i think i'll go home and now and dream
about the nightmares that could be
like all my friends turning into my enemies
you're good at pushing me out
HOWEVER... the really very good thing is that it is finally official: i am getting my promotion. ( i know i mentioned it before, but it wasn't actually okayed with the Powers That Be until yesterday.) so i am changing malls. i am getting paid something sort of resembling closer to what i deserve. (now if i could just trick someone into giving me $500 until the raise kicks in, i think all might be well monetarily...) i get to work with one of my favorite people in the whole world. i get to work at a store that actually needs some of my anal habits. i will be moved as of next week. so if you've been coming to see me at my current store, i have run away from you...
(i'm going to miss lindsayloo being around for hugs and talks!)
things might be starting to look up... and if i can focus on that, all will be well...
because in other news: i am not amused in the slightest. trying to be sensible is not exactly working. what is working, however, is applying a little occam's razor and realizing... oh, yeah! you're an asshole!
*deep breath*
but that's okay. because i'm going to go take a shower, do a little cleaning, and then go out with patch (after how many months of saying we were going to??). regardless of looking for other places to live, i believe he and i will be doing what we both do very well: drinking and talking. and that makes things much better.
i love me some drunk patch. (now if only that hot girlie who puts up with him would be around, too... )
it's tuesday and i already hit the bottle
i can't even fall in love at happy hour
i think i'll go home and now and dream
about the nightmares that could be
like all my friends turning into my enemies
you're good at pushing me out
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infinity:
why exactly i dont know but i hear his favorite number is 420 and he was a huge stoner back in the day
lexie:
congrats on the promotion