And boy oh boy, did the receptionist get pissed off at me on Thursday. Ugh, what a bitch. I can tell that she clearly just thinks I'm a moron. And I'm almost positive she's talking shit about me to everyone. The woman is, like, 50. Grow the fuck up already. And, it's like... I don't supervise Monday to Wednesday so unless someone specifically fills me in as to what's going on, I don't necessarily know. I mean, I can figure certain stuff out but I can't win 'em all. Excuse me for not being fuckin' psychic.
Uggggggh. Oh yes, I love my job.
This weekend has been fairly 'lax. Spent most of it with Capital City Guy. And last night we went over to the Cute Awkward Guy & his Big Blonde fiancee's place to play Wii. Good times. And, yeah, Capital City Guy and I just hung out, did some reading, ate, drank... the usual.
I was wasting time on Facebook yesterday morning when I was awake way too early, and I was looking at Cute Emo Boy's sister's profile and her pictures and holy crap, she is just like him in drag. And he practically dresses like a woman already, so they are pretty damn similiar in looks. I can't figure out if she's pretty or not. Ehhh... I think I'll conclude that no, she's not. And, like, one of Cute Emo Boy's best friends, a really really hot goth girl, is also friends with one of my cousins. RANDOM. Oh, Facebook. The ultimate time waster, and the maker of this world seeming that much smaller.
I can't figure out if I want to go for a walk now or not. Seems like too much effort. But all I've done this weekend is sleep and relax and consume caffeine... I should have energy. Oh, I'll just go. It'll be a good thing. I've been putting on weight like no one's business.