What Have You Done Well
I'm tired, but I'm feeling updatey. I went to a wedding reception today after the worst day at work ever. Our computers didn't work for the first 7 hours of my 8 hour shift, and I was constantly helping people. Why is it when everything goes wrong, we always get so busy. Oh. My. Goodness. It probably didn't help that last night I got to bed about an hour later than I normally do and woke up about 45 minutes earlier than I normally do, and I was still late to work. But I figure, I come in to work 20 minutes early and never get paid for it, so I was allowed this one late day. Plus, my head has been pounding - today it was because I forgot my sunglasses and I was wearing contacts. Laugh if you will, but the sun in Alberta is way harsher than the sun in Ontario.
Realized that August is drawing to an end, and I don't have the page count for my play that I wanted. Eep!
Realized that between January and April, I just might not be able to both work and graduate.
Realized that a week tomorrow, Joya is going to get married. She's going to have a husband and live with a boy.
That's a lot of realizations in such a poopy day.
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I Am The Very Model Of A Modern Major General
I have a stye. It's not fun. The whole right side of my face is congested I feel like it's going to blow up. Actually, before I found out what was wrong with my eye, I was too scared to sneeze as I was afraid my eye would fly right out of the socket. I saw that one time on E.R. But, at least it's not pink eye. However, at least that would have given me a day off for once. I have two days off in a row coming to me come Sunday. Can it be true? Apparently, it's all right that I work 6 days in a row [again] since I'm not working a full 40 hours. Boo-urns to you!
P.S., I've never been so scared to walk home from the bus than I was tonight. A truck was screeching around, and when I crossed the road, a guy starting running toward me. I looked back, quickened my pace, wished desperately I had pepper spray/mace [is it the same thing?] when all of a sudden, the guy, potentially intoxicated picked up what was thrown out of the truch by its wild careening. Oh. My. Goodness.
And there you have it, my congestedness allowed me one good word.
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I'm Just Here To Hold Your Hand When You Die
I fell on the bus yesterday. While I was walking to the back of the bus to sit down, the bus driver accelerated - no big deal - but this time right when he did this, I must have stepped in a slick part of the bus as it had been raining. I don't really remember a lot of it, as it happened so fast, but I went down. I twisted my body as I probably tried to catch my self, so my back is really sore, and my shoulder/neck area which had been sore from a work incident hasn't gotten better as fast as it would have otherwise. And of course I skinned my knee. In the design of the bus floor (it was an old bus). Thankfully no one saw me as they were all sitting really close to the front of the bus, and if the bus driver saw me in the mirror, he said nothing. I'm glad, because I really would have been embarrassed.
Luckily the skirt I'm wearing tomorrow for Pat and Amanda's wedding goes long enough that my lovely raw skin will not be seen.
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Vienna Waits for You
So tired. Last night I went to bed at 8:30, and today I'm still exhausted. I must get used to waking up, being out of the house at 8:30 and not coming back till 11:00ish every night. I should start doing that now! Right now I'm at Joya's sister's house waiting for Gray-Em so I can go home. And probably go to bed. Just 4 more days till my next day off. I think I'll have to go to the Dr.'s to see about some blood tests. Oy, good times.
Last night I had a dream I was late to Pat and Amanda's wedding. Methinks it's because in real life I have no idea what time it is.
I bent my nail back today. It hurt...a lot. It still hurts...a lot, and this isn't helping.
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