ow...

I think i buggered up my neck a little bit last night, which isn't good at all because that means I'm going to seem a little bit more lathargic and therefore give sandra a reason to be angry with me. *doom*

*sigh*
so many pretty nice boys, so little time or inclination to do anything about it.
maybe if I'm not so bloody tired next saturday, depending on whats going on.

There's more to say, but I'm tired now...so perhaps I will come back and say it later.

The dislocated SPINE!

I need to find a new job.
On one hand Carlton isn't giving me any hours because they think I already have another job (what?).
On the other Sandra, at headcase, is CALLING ME AT HOME to bitch about me leaving the stapler on the counter. *shakes head* seriously? cuz I don't need that shit.
SO, I'm looking into some data entry positions, some reception positions. I'm aiming for an income from 12 to 15 an hour. I need to save for school and what not so that would really help. Getting paid seven bucks an hour just doesn't cut it. It pays for gas, food and a few minor incidentals. I need to get my car fixed, I can't afford to have a shitty job.

So, throw that stress on me and I have all the reason in the world to be able to legitimitly freakout, but I haven't. So thats good. Nervous energy is keeping me going for a lot of the time here, might not be sooo healthy, but I'm sure that there are marketing executive that live off of stress and don't have a heart attack until their at LEAST 30. I should be fine.

I need to go, and get ready for the doom that is work.
*dance dance*

O, speaking of which,we have the option for fire, or dancing tonight. I wonder which would be better. Espechially after my little realization about paul. *goes to her thinking spot* I'm sure it will come to me.

wheee ooo

Haven't been up to much at all...well thats kind of a lie but I honestly couldn't tell you what I've been up to because frankly I can't remember.

I now what I have to do tommorow though;
-get up
-pay bens traffic tickets
-go to my dental appointment
-go to headcase and grab my check
-cash check
-go to Carlton and work for 4 hours

Its a busy day...

*explodes into confettee*

fucking spelling...