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[bosantibe]

Man, I've been having a pretty good week owing mostly to the weather and good company... then last night my sister explodes at me and flies off the fucking handle for no good reason. Sometimes she can be way too oversensitive. She's also apparently decided to push my buttons by playing the "I'm closing the shop" card whenever she can't handle

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[the_seraph]

I used to love working in the stockroom of a Sears back when we lived in Missouri - i called it decent, honest work. When I was done at the end of a day, yeah i might've been sore, but I could point and say 'i did that'... sometimes it might've been the absence of something (like there's no longer this huge pile of boxes there anymore).

[bosantibe]

Ironically, I've done that a few times at this café, but I think all the organizing and systematizing and such has eroded back into chaos. That explains some major part of why I'm not enjoying working for sis. At the comic book store, at least when I changed something it stayed in place for the most part, you know?

[the_seraph]

yeah... working at the retail bookstore (and to a lesser extent the library) was what I always considered a never-ending battle against the forces of chaos.

[bosantibe]

Unfortunately, here the forces of chaos are championed by my sister.

[nerdwerds]

Hey, I accidentally purged my friends when I renamed my LJ.