today i got a lot of compliments on my photography, which made me feel okay.only okay, because yesterday marked a milestone i am beginning to hate.[i.e. i was in a bad mood.]alex took me out to dennys for a classy dinner.we had the epitome of a sex, drugs, and rock and roll talk with lydia and jeff kline.
this is the first time i've been home for sixteen hours.these long days are starting to get to me.and they will only get longer.every time i go into work, martha asks me to work yet another day i was not supposed to.
saturday 1230-5
sunday five-six hours whenever [we're not really open]
monday 1-5
tuesday 1230-8
wednesday 10-1
saturday 10-5
monday 10-5
tuesday 10-8
wedneday 10-1
..and i would be working friday and saturday, 17 more hours total [which i neeeed], except HAHAHA WE'RE DRIVING ALL THE WAY TO PENNSYLVANIA JUST FOR A FUCKING FAMILY PHOTO.one of those stupid ones, where everyone wears the same thing.AWESOME.i'm missing out on 125$ because of a fucking picture.
on the plus side, however, i get my car back monday, as well as a haircut.i'm hoping to redye my hair on christmas.and les miserables is on the twenty seventh.not to mention amanda is spending five days at my house, and her, alex, and myself are probably spending new years eve the best way possible.one day i'll get over that i don't deserve to have someone to kiss.
sometimes i spend days staring at my forearms &the wandering veins &arteries that travel up and down, wondering how life would be if.