So I *just* got home and I'm still not tired. It's 1:53 am here and I have work in the morning. I really ought to cut down on the late night excursions and caffeine.
I left the house at quarter past 10 (pm) tonight. I got the, "You're going out this late on a work night AGAIN???" look as I headed out the door. It's understandable though, I've made a habit of walking out the door at 9:30/10:00 and not getting home till 4 or so hours later. She worries about me not getting enough sleep for work.
I saw my ex boyfriend on Monday night. He seems to be doing well now. I haven't seen him so happy in a long time. I'm glad things are finally going his way. I'm trying to talk him and one of his lady friends to come to sin this weekend. I doubt it'll happen though.
So tomorrow I give away all my money. I can't wait!
After I blow my pay cheque I have an appointment with the surgeon about my tonsils. I'm having second thoughts about getting them taken out. It looks like it will be summer for me to get the surgery. I can't stand the thought of being stuck in bed in lots of pain for a week or two while the sun is shining. On the otherhand, I was considering going back to school in September so I really can't get them taken out in the fall either. And god forbid the appointment is during winter break. That would be a terrible birthday present! So I guess I'll just accept any date the surgeon gives me because any time is bad for me.
I can't wait for the weekend! I'm really looking forward to going to sin city this month. Not sure why I'm so excited, I just am. As well, it's a chance to see my boyfriend. Well, sorta. We really don't spend much time together at the club, but maybe we'll have a nice breakfast or something. French toast is always a good time. But the issue is whether he'll have the milk, bread, eggs, sugar, cinnamon and vanilla that I need to make it! Oh, and syrup. You can't forget the syrup!!Of course, that's only if we get up early enough to eat breakfast
Well, writing in my journal has gotten boring for now. I'm going to go find something else to do for a bit. Maybe chat online a little.
I left the house at quarter past 10 (pm) tonight. I got the, "You're going out this late on a work night AGAIN???" look as I headed out the door. It's understandable though, I've made a habit of walking out the door at 9:30/10:00 and not getting home till 4 or so hours later. She worries about me not getting enough sleep for work.
I saw my ex boyfriend on Monday night. He seems to be doing well now. I haven't seen him so happy in a long time. I'm glad things are finally going his way. I'm trying to talk him and one of his lady friends to come to sin this weekend. I doubt it'll happen though.
So tomorrow I give away all my money. I can't wait!
After I blow my pay cheque I have an appointment with the surgeon about my tonsils. I'm having second thoughts about getting them taken out. It looks like it will be summer for me to get the surgery. I can't stand the thought of being stuck in bed in lots of pain for a week or two while the sun is shining. On the otherhand, I was considering going back to school in September so I really can't get them taken out in the fall either. And god forbid the appointment is during winter break. That would be a terrible birthday present! So I guess I'll just accept any date the surgeon gives me because any time is bad for me.
I can't wait for the weekend! I'm really looking forward to going to sin city this month. Not sure why I'm so excited, I just am. As well, it's a chance to see my boyfriend. Well, sorta. We really don't spend much time together at the club, but maybe we'll have a nice breakfast or something. French toast is always a good time. But the issue is whether he'll have the milk, bread, eggs, sugar, cinnamon and vanilla that I need to make it! Oh, and syrup. You can't forget the syrup!!Of course, that's only if we get up early enough to eat breakfast
Well, writing in my journal has gotten boring for now. I'm going to go find something else to do for a bit. Maybe chat online a little.
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