I need you to remind me to stop complaining about work all the time.
It’s not that it doesn’t suck — it totally does. I wanted to quit at least three times last night (and therefore sent out three text messages asking friends to remind me not to quit… ’cause well, that’s counter-productive. and because sending text messages somehow makes the job less lonely). But whining about it all the time doesn’t make it suck less, it just makes me less enjoyable to be around.
So can you help me remember that? please?
And on a similiar note (crap, how do you spell similiar? is that right? And did you know that “crapulous” or however it was spelled is a word? it basically means hungover, which means I don’t have much cause to use it. but it made me laugh really hard. this is why word of the day calendars are awesome.) Oh. right, that similiar note: I am off work today and tomorrow and so I’m going to go do… something. I already had breakfast with Katie (yay! Katie’s my favorite) which involved much discussion of… everything, because we’re crazy. But now everyone is working or in school or whatever, so I’m going to have some good CJ time. Even though that’s not what I want, ’cause that’s all I feel like I ever get anymore ’cause I work when normal people are free. But whatever.
Somehow typing all this out makes it feel less lonesome. Well, and I really DO want y’all to remind me to stop being a big baby. I don’t like who I become in these circumstances. I don’t want to be her. She’s not a very nice girl. And she mutters cuss words under her breath when pictures don’t fit on the page she wants. Which is really silly.
As is this entry.