Wow.
99 hours. That is how many I have worked since November 29th. And I have yet 36 to go. In three days time.
My head is going to hurt come Christmas, but especially this time of year, we are going to need the money, and particularily because our lease is up at this place, and we were looking at getting something cheaper... or at least more transportation accessible.
We are looking at some townhouses that are 1 block away from my new store, up by 140th Ave and 42nd Street, and should be cheaper, especially if I don't need to have my car running every day!!! That would be awesome. And it is right near the end of the line for the LRT station, and would make it easier for both my roommates to get to work than if we moved somewhere else.
It is near a grocery store, lots of major roads, some serious shopping areas, like COSTCO!!! And, also blockbuster, Roger's Video, There's banks, and like 3 Tim Horton's, and I haven't yet seen a McD's besids the one in the W/M that I refuse to visit, because it is evil. My boss made me accompany him there to buy some stuff for the store, and it reminded me why I dislike it so much...
Wow, rambling!!!!
Going to go, it is 2 a.m. and I have to get up at 7ish, to leave for work at about 7:45ish, so I can put in lots of freaking hours today too...
Wish me luck, and hopefully soon some sleep. I am off on Sunday, and I think I will throw away batteries from clocks that day. And shut off the electricity. Or maybe just the alarms.
Anyway...
Me.
Soon I will be rewriting a long emotional blog that I had written a few days ago. When I tried to save it, it erased it all, so I gave up. It seems all of my really emotional ones do that.
But alas, there will be another day.
To sum it up:
I miss you, Pookie
I miss you, Family,
I miss being home,
I miss feeling home
I miss my car
I love my Family, All of it,
I am proud of my family
I am glad to be a part of my family,
I am glad to have such a great family,
I love Pookie, and her baby boy, Patches
I can't wait to go to bed now.
Thursday, December 09, 2004
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It's Sunday morning. You better be sleeping!
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