Guh. I feel pretty pathetic latly. I need some posative energy. Nothing I do seems to go quite right. It's not fun.
I used to be so confident about myself. I'm not sure what's changed.
There's been the odd Happy thought, like the girl comming over. But she's not with me or anybody, and I have noticed I get jealouse if I hear about her and another guy. Like doing anything with another guy, and that's not like me.
My ammo pouches for airsoft arrived. +1
Found out I'm going to get money back from my taxes. Four quarterly payments of $88.50. Not bad. +1
But work is hell every day. -50
My boss is in today so maybe it will be better. I don't know if the manager is going to be less of a bitch because there's going to be a third person there or what.
This job used to make me happy. There just isn't enough of the happy now to outweigh the bad.
Maybe I just need a good vacation, considering the last one was a year and a half ago and the most memorable part was having our muffler knocked loose by a frozen wolf corpse on the road and having to sleep in the drafty 1980's camaro in the parking lot of an Oromocto service center so we could go to the Canadian Tire first thing in the morning.
I don't know what the hell I'm going to do in italy. I hope there's something other than just sitting around the villa with my family or going on the day trips to go sightseeing and shopping. I doubt there's going to be much of a nightlife in the town we'll be in. I need to socialize.
I better eat lunch and make some food for work.
Toods.
I used to be so confident about myself. I'm not sure what's changed.
There's been the odd Happy thought, like the girl comming over. But she's not with me or anybody, and I have noticed I get jealouse if I hear about her and another guy. Like doing anything with another guy, and that's not like me.
My ammo pouches for airsoft arrived. +1
Found out I'm going to get money back from my taxes. Four quarterly payments of $88.50. Not bad. +1
But work is hell every day. -50
My boss is in today so maybe it will be better. I don't know if the manager is going to be less of a bitch because there's going to be a third person there or what.
This job used to make me happy. There just isn't enough of the happy now to outweigh the bad.
Maybe I just need a good vacation, considering the last one was a year and a half ago and the most memorable part was having our muffler knocked loose by a frozen wolf corpse on the road and having to sleep in the drafty 1980's camaro in the parking lot of an Oromocto service center so we could go to the Canadian Tire first thing in the morning.
I don't know what the hell I'm going to do in italy. I hope there's something other than just sitting around the villa with my family or going on the day trips to go sightseeing and shopping. I doubt there's going to be much of a nightlife in the town we'll be in. I need to socialize.
I better eat lunch and make some food for work.
Toods.