Somethinorother

Day 5 of 6 days straigt at work. I am so fucking tired. Like, fall asleep on the GO train tired, which I normally never do. I never imagined the sheer volume of shit that I would have to be dealing with in this job. Thankfully I have a bunch of returning staff in tmrw, so my day should be relatively stress free. How the hell do people simply NOT learn the basic operating procedures of your job? BC Im still training staff who were hired the same time i was, its just plain dumb. And im pretty sure the buisness office at OP specifically hires people who are incapable of smiling or laughing, bc they are generally really boring people.

I've been writing a lot lately. Its kind of wierd because it seems to come in waves. I'll go months on end without putting pen to paper, and then all of a sudden im hit with a deluge of ideas that leaves me spending the majority of my free time with a notebook in front of me.

Im tempted to take about 100 bucks out of my guitar fund and put it towards an MP3 player, simply bc I spend anywhere from 2 to 3 hours in transit when im working, and looping one CD in my Discman just isnt cutting it. Chris is being totally wicked awesome about not pressuring me at all to buy the guitar. Imean, I really want it, ive played similar models and i love them, but getting the money together has taken longer than i thought.

God I miss the glendon folk.