scared
(warning, work related)
i was at work this morning. doing good considering that my memory is fried from soo many tests this week and life in general. didnt burn anything, didnt forget to put in orders, didnt over/under charge. we were slammed like usual. we slowed down. i said "whew, i can breathe now" and Mr. Boss turns to me and goes "do you know what you're doing?" i had to fight seriously hard not to cry. i realize that i'm not Liz C, but i'm not Loren either. People were fed and happy. what's there to complain about? I knew that he didnt like me. I'm glad that connie's working tomorrow. she can stay up front and i'll stay in the back doing bitch work, apparently that's the only thing that i'm good for.
ranting
my roommates suck. actually it's just Patrice. she drinks all of my water. she leaves messes in the bathroom. okay, maybe i do have some issues with the others. like their tendency to leave the downstairs door unlocked. and their habit of leaving dirty dishes in stagnant water in the sink for weeks at a time. not to mention their pushy friends. i cant wait to move to a diff apt.
sorry for the length. gotta go get ready to go see doug. this is my only day for relaxation this week. and they call this spring BREAK. ya, right.
ttyl
liz