Its been a harsh week. Im very grumpy/sick feeling/tired/screw the world mode. Ive been diseased with a harsh cold that took me by surprise around monday. Monday night got a little worse and then tuesday I could barely get out of bed but still went to work cause if you take a dayoff/sickday during inventory you pretty much are asking to get fired. I even had to push myself harder then normal because it was inventory week. When I got home I was just terrrible full blown barely move kinda stuff with stuffed stuff/sore things..felt like sinus infection pretty much which gave me headaches.

It was very hard for me to get up for my midterm appointment at 9:15. Pretty much she said that all the great confidence I had in my work/myself and where I could go with materials all seemed to disappear around the end of september. She was all ok from what I saw after the first couple of assignments this guy is gonna be hot. Then..not so much. Its true that perhaps my other class has taken shots at me but its very hard to remind yourself that their criticism is about the work except when they keep using phrases like "you didnt, you must have, you havent"...kinda impossible to think about just the work. I was soooo tired that whole day and then when I went home I was sorta slummin it not going to work on my homework till later that night until around 3:00 it suddenly hit me I had a class later so I was naturally all "nooooooo!". So went to that, did my once a week see tracy/lacy thing in class and disappear back to home. Got my assignment back from that class. 83%..not bad. No fake postage...bah!


I was also bad yesterday and obtained Fallout 3 the game. We all know my love of postapocolypic movies well...now its a game that fits all of that magically. Its like crack. Just when I was getting back into shooting people on multiplyer of call of duty 4. I have new addiction now...dammit.

Inventory is tomorrow. Might mean work ends early with free pizza. Still shitty though with counting all day. Plus I hate most of those backstabbing motherfricks. One driver tattled on me and another driver sitting down "reading the paper"..I was reading my order form for a couple minutes just cause he didnt like that driver. If he does it again I'll totally slash the tires on his shitty jeep..in winter..in -30.

Halloween is tomorrow. Do I have a costume? No..not really. Do I care? No, not really. There was supposidly plans but now apparently both the ladies are backing out of from the sounds of it with pains/just not feelin it stuffs so now I gotta decide if I want to go out and do something even. Maybe I should just stop making weekend plans with folk and just take whatever comes up that day that way cant complain when stuff gets cancelled again and again. No wonder I barely leave the house on the weekends anymore.

I feel disgusting, and sadly my home reflects it. Now with no energy I must clean at least a small portion of it for my sanity and take my artwork off the walls so Lee doesnt keep risking rubbing up against it.


Lacy/Tracy mentioned Christmas gifts. They were hinting it was all awesome and the whole time im thinking *yea, thats what you said last year...still dont know where the hell that one is...I wouldnt be as bitter if I just got her a card but no..had to get the badass saw puppet doll that I had to control myself not to keep for me. I really dont want to think about that but tis the season for mad shopping now adays. I dont know what to get anybody and I sure as hell dont know what to tell other folk cause I buy all that stuff or myself anyway off amazon or whatever awesome deal I see at bestbuy/futureshop. Course only two people have spent enough time with me lately to even know what kinds of things I would enjoy in gifts. Eh, I always associate christmas with the one a couple years ago where I had to cancel my trip to visit folks sit in a house with no decorations, no gifts*and no gifts were gonna be in the mail too* where I had no special dinner cause stuff was closed, no special nothin...last year didnt exactly make up for it when mom unloaded on Lee her big closet of crazy and my back hurt from the 17hour busride...and she wonders why I call only ever 2 months.