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Hmm. Work was good. 11-5, we were busy at lunch as is expected, and then again in the late afternoon(it was still going when I left), which is unusual.
I had a pretty big ... 'discussion' with my mom just before work, which was frustrating. I never argue with her because whenever I try and quote her, she denies she said it that way, or that wording, or that tone, or even if she did it's not really what she meant, and could this sentence get any longer...
So I just give up. She got annoyed at me for something, and I said something to the effect of "it's not worth it" and she took offense. I explained, she got defensive, things didn't really get much resolution and I went to work in a really bad mood. I wound up driving around for about ten minutes before going to work, because I sooo did not want to go there still crying.
Anyways. $43 in tips today. Not fantastic, but I'll take it and run.
My friend is finally repaying me the last installment of his interest free loan from a year ago, back when I had money. So that's another $130ish I should be getting soon.
The blister on my thumb popped finally. I had a much longer thing here, but I decided it was too gross.
My sister, being the stubborn little poohead that she is, was a stubborn little poohead. My mom found some coupons for free ice cream, and so I took my two sisters to go redeem them. One of them followed me out the front door, the other one walked out towards the garage. I called out "the car's out this way" and she yelled back "it's out this way too". She opens the garage door, runs under it as its closing and doesn't quite get out in time. It hits her in the back and she pushes up on it. She knocked the chain off the gear.
So I spent twenty minutes on top of an astro van trying to get a chain to slip over a gear tht it does not want to slip back over.
I finally did, and the garage door opener didn't work. It thought the door was up when it was all the way down, and wouldn't lift.
*mutters many obscenities at his little sister for being annoying and having to go out a different way*
*undoes the chain*
*fiddles with it some more*
*retightens the chain straining to bring the two connecting links together*
*slips and mutters some more*
*gets it right*
*garage door works now*
*is happy*
Oh, and the whole time I'm getting my hands covered in dirt and grime and grease, my thumb is bleeding. Yay.
I want Norelle. I want to be kissed again, and held and told I matter. (this is not me feeling useless, this is me being treated like crap by my family)
I miss her.
Oh. The chains were from the garage. The sex was the lie. And the sleep is what I'm doing now. Have a nice night. :D
Even in the darkest of hours, I still have my wits about me. and my sarcasm. ;)
I had a pretty big ... 'discussion' with my mom just before work, which was frustrating. I never argue with her because whenever I try and quote her, she denies she said it that way, or that wording, or that tone, or even if she did it's not really what she meant, and could this sentence get any longer...
So I just give up. She got annoyed at me for something, and I said something to the effect of "it's not worth it" and she took offense. I explained, she got defensive, things didn't really get much resolution and I went to work in a really bad mood. I wound up driving around for about ten minutes before going to work, because I sooo did not want to go there still crying.
Anyways. $43 in tips today. Not fantastic, but I'll take it and run.
My friend is finally repaying me the last installment of his interest free loan from a year ago, back when I had money. So that's another $130ish I should be getting soon.
The blister on my thumb popped finally. I had a much longer thing here, but I decided it was too gross.
My sister, being the stubborn little poohead that she is, was a stubborn little poohead. My mom found some coupons for free ice cream, and so I took my two sisters to go redeem them. One of them followed me out the front door, the other one walked out towards the garage. I called out "the car's out this way" and she yelled back "it's out this way too". She opens the garage door, runs under it as its closing and doesn't quite get out in time. It hits her in the back and she pushes up on it. She knocked the chain off the gear.
So I spent twenty minutes on top of an astro van trying to get a chain to slip over a gear tht it does not want to slip back over.
I finally did, and the garage door opener didn't work. It thought the door was up when it was all the way down, and wouldn't lift.
*mutters many obscenities at his little sister for being annoying and having to go out a different way*
*undoes the chain*
*fiddles with it some more*
*retightens the chain straining to bring the two connecting links together*
*slips and mutters some more*
*gets it right*
*garage door works now*
*is happy*
Oh, and the whole time I'm getting my hands covered in dirt and grime and grease, my thumb is bleeding. Yay.
I want Norelle. I want to be kissed again, and held and told I matter. (this is not me feeling useless, this is me being treated like crap by my family)
I miss her.
Oh. The chains were from the garage. The sex was the lie. And the sleep is what I'm doing now. Have a nice night. :D
Even in the darkest of hours, I still have my wits about me. and my sarcasm. ;)