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let's do the time warp again!
Okay...so it's been forever (again) since I've written. Or at least it feels that way...because when I read through my journal, the gaps in time aren't quite as noticeable as they feel when I'm writing. Whatever that's supposed to mean.
On six hours of sleep, I worked for fifteen hours on Halloween. I sold three dogs. I sold another dog Saturday, making me Top Dog. Again. Which, come Monday, made Josh a jealous, pissed off loser.
Monday, by the way, I got up at six and strength trained and kick boxed, and felt so incredibly awesome all day. Yesterday I didn't do anything, and felt like shit all day. Today I slept in a little, and strength trained, but have decided to go to the mall early and walk around all over for cardio, and I feel a little blah. The lesson here? Follow the plan, jackass.
Not only did I feel like shit yesterday, but it was quite possibly the worst day since I started working there. I got yelled at about fifteen times -- or, more like chastised. I got sent on errands all day, and was made to chase a finch around Hot Topic for about half an hour. I slipped and almost fell outside bringing the cardboard out. As I type this, I realize how stupid and whiny it all sounds, and, like Ashley said, "we're not having a rough day when people are starving -- this is a part of work." However, it felt bad. I wanted to cry all day. Last night, I did. At some point. I came home from work and sat around doing nothing, and then I cried, and then I went to CBC, and then I walked all around with Louis. Then I came back here and went to bed.
Gus Gus died this afternoon. Well, s/he probably died last night/this morning...but was discovered this afternoon. It's very sad, and we don't even know what happened. We're thinking that it was a trouble with childbirth issue, but we're not hamster experts, so how are we supposed to know? So that was very sad.
Today was my day off. In that, I skipped International Politics (again) and took a day of rest. Everything looks much brighter now. It's funny, whenever I do that visualization of the negativity washing away in the shower, my day is much better. So I guess I'll be doing that every morning from now on. =)
There's nothing new to report on the relationship front. Vicki asked me last night if I was bitter about some happy, cuddly couple who shall go unnamed, and I told her, "No, I'm not bitter in the least. I want to be horribly alone for Christmas. Again." And Louis told me I'm pathetic, because being alone for Christmas rules...because you don't have to buy gifts for anyone. Sometimes Louis and his views on love and relationships make me so horrendously sad.
Well, it's time to leave for the mall so I can walk all over and then go to work and (hopefully) sell! I'll be around, I'm sure.
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