Mouth quit today. Walked out in the middle of her shift. Ballsy, I gotta say. But, yeah, I mean... take how unhappy I am, multiply that by about a billion, and that was Mouth. So she's gone now, and I have one less reason to drag my ass into work every day. It sucks, but she was just soooo unhappy there to the point where it was starting to make her physically sick. Like a little while ago when she thought for sure she was pregnant because she was so sick... she went to the doctor and... yeah. Turns out it was 100% stress. From work. So she needed to quit, she really did.

Shit Head came to see me at work today to collect his stupid toy bus. Well, at least it's out of my life now. And he was all like "Heeey, I'll call you later" and I was like "Uh... sure you will." Ugh.

So my parents are coming here tomorrow morning... my dad has some kind of specialist appointment in town tomorrow afternoon, but since I'm working all day and my parents want to see me, they're coming down uber early to be able to drive me to work and then take me out for lunch later on, before they go to this appointment and then leave for home right afterwards. Should be interesting. My mom apparently has a "surprise" for me... I have no idea what that could be.

Oh, which reminds me... Saturday afternoon when I was with Squinty, my mom called me. She never calls me. So when we went back inside and I checked my phone and saw that she had called, I flipped the hell out. I just assumed that something bad must have happened. So I immediately call her back and she's just like "Hey, do you have the book My Friend Leonard?" and I was like "Yeah..." so she said "Okay, that's all I wanted to know. Talk to you later." My mom is strange.

Oh, and Squinty. Squinty Squinty Squinty. We haven't communicated at all since he left. I'll send him a text message or something later, I dunno. That whole thing now feels like it didn't happen, though. Maybe because it was just so lovely, and lovely things do not happen to me. But, like... I mean, I dunno what to think. He's a cool guy, and he's workin' the whole "cute in a dorky way" look. He's kind of strange, has some weird ideas, and kinda talks to much but we seem to have very similiar senses of humour. And, hey, did I ever mention that he's 27? Two enthusiastic emu wings up. Emu likeys older guys. Not that 5 years is allll that much of a difference, but I've never been involved in that kind of way with someone that much older than me. Emu is experiencing new things. But Emu is trying not to feel too pleased, because... well, the whole thing is still kinda not anywhere near ideal.

My muscles hurt. Like... extremely not goodness with a side of ouch. I'm gonna have a shower.