Two weeks till my birthday. I don't think I'll be following through on the original Xbox plan. There is a small part of me whispering 'Get druuuuunk' over and over again. I'm currently ignoring it. Not really sure what I might do, though. Not a lot to do, around here. Except be bored. Hrm. More thought required.
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Work continues onwards, monotonous as always. Both today and yesterday, we almost got away with going home for lack of work, but both times something came in at the last moment, and since I'm the second-most experienced person on the shift right now, I'm usually one of the ones who gets to stay and work if there's not enough for everyone. So I've ended up staying almost till closing both times. Boo. Well, least I get money for it.
I will be on call this weekend, if not outright working. The though of outright working scares me muchly, because the schedule will be 11-7. Going from 4-12 one day to 11-7 the next is not a good thing for me. I will be zombie Jeff, and it will not be pretty. There may even be the eating of delicious, delicious brains.
-The Rat
August 31 2005, 18:14:09 UTC 6 years ago