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This has been an odd day, and I don't feel it was use to its' highest degree. What I mean by that is, while I enjoy - and in fact, thrive in - the odd day of absurdity, I never know what to make of them when they become odd for banal reasoning.
I awoke at what seemed to be an oh-god-thirty-o'clock, and while I know it not to be my body says different until copious sugar and non-coffee caffeine are intravenous fed, and made off to work. What I do is banal, but money is decent enough and hours are spread out. I arrived and began to feed my habit when a fellow employee asked what I was doing.
Working? No, oh no.
Seems during my rare day off, the schedule had been redone and I no longer needed to bless the people with my presence. I was a bit annoyed, feeling that my wakened self could be of more use if I was back in my own bed, but with my personal time reversal device in my other pants, I was wrought to sigh with heaviness and simply return home.
With all my complaining, you'd think I did something worth while with my day. Maybe wrote on a story, cleaned up a bit, went out and saw things of wonderment. HA! I, pathetically, used most of my day to play, or watch the playing of, video games. I am sad.
Well, not the entire day was wasted in front of the glowing box of my worship. Around five-ish I was forced to travel to my second unit of monetary gain. This job also depends on the patronage of random strangers, and while not as well traveled as my first job, is steadily climbing. But this is compared to an almost bottom red line before, so comparisons aren't exactly stimulating. And tonight sucked beyond suck. A vacuum in space has less force then tonight did. It wasn't dead; no no, that would be enjoyable compared to this. Instead, we had simply three come in tonight. Three. And spaced apart by hours, so time slowed to a crawl.
I'm starting to get sick of it all. I enjoy what I do to some degree, but I'm almost to the point of leaving and finding something else. My options would be limited, but still, set hours and higher pay do have that attractive appeal; even retail is certain areas would supply what I'm looking for.
Thank god for Halloween; my favorite holiday, finally here. Not that I plan much, but just the knowledge that it's here is good enough. Pop in the holiday favorite, Nightmare Before Christmas, almost once a night and kick back. I love the movie, almost on the basis of it works on two levels, and every holiday season retail stores will carry it once during Halloween and then again during Christmas.
Because nothing is better then Halloween during Christmas.
I awoke at what seemed to be an oh-god-thirty-o'clock, and while I know it not to be my body says different until copious sugar and non-coffee caffeine are intravenous fed, and made off to work. What I do is banal, but money is decent enough and hours are spread out. I arrived and began to feed my habit when a fellow employee asked what I was doing.
Working? No, oh no.
Seems during my rare day off, the schedule had been redone and I no longer needed to bless the people with my presence. I was a bit annoyed, feeling that my wakened self could be of more use if I was back in my own bed, but with my personal time reversal device in my other pants, I was wrought to sigh with heaviness and simply return home.
With all my complaining, you'd think I did something worth while with my day. Maybe wrote on a story, cleaned up a bit, went out and saw things of wonderment. HA! I, pathetically, used most of my day to play, or watch the playing of, video games. I am sad.
Well, not the entire day was wasted in front of the glowing box of my worship. Around five-ish I was forced to travel to my second unit of monetary gain. This job also depends on the patronage of random strangers, and while not as well traveled as my first job, is steadily climbing. But this is compared to an almost bottom red line before, so comparisons aren't exactly stimulating. And tonight sucked beyond suck. A vacuum in space has less force then tonight did. It wasn't dead; no no, that would be enjoyable compared to this. Instead, we had simply three come in tonight. Three. And spaced apart by hours, so time slowed to a crawl.
I'm starting to get sick of it all. I enjoy what I do to some degree, but I'm almost to the point of leaving and finding something else. My options would be limited, but still, set hours and higher pay do have that attractive appeal; even retail is certain areas would supply what I'm looking for.
Thank god for Halloween; my favorite holiday, finally here. Not that I plan much, but just the knowledge that it's here is good enough. Pop in the holiday favorite, Nightmare Before Christmas, almost once a night and kick back. I love the movie, almost on the basis of it works on two levels, and every holiday season retail stores will carry it once during Halloween and then again during Christmas.
Because nothing is better then Halloween during Christmas.