And therapy? My biggest problem right now is that I feel like I have no time. So... yeah, man, I'll totally add yet one more thing into my life that I have to commit myself to. That won't send me over the edge at all.
I know it's just my mom caring about me, though. And I did e-mail her back explaining why I didn't think it was a good idea, but assuring her that I'd keep it in mind. And I'm sure that when she comes on MSN this evening, we'll have a "discussion".
I guess work was okay today. I guess. You know, and this is crazy... I miss actually doing stuff at work. Like, I'd rather shoot myself than ever return to my retail roots, but I like actually doing physical stuff at my job. I don't think I like just sitting there at a desk all day. I've had a desk job before and it didn't bother me, but I think because I've had a physical job for the past year I've gotten used to moving around and doing stuff all day and... yeah, being attached to a desk where the heaviest thing I move is a mouse is kinda bothering me.
And what's with all the little old ladies with snooty British accents? It annoys me. Accents are supposed to be charming, not snooty. And little old ladies are better seen and not heard.
I have 1 beer left. I will be having it this evening. I love how one beer will absolutely just knock me out. Two beers and I'm dancing on the ceiling, but if I stop after one... yeah, I just fall asleep. I will have to buy more beer tomorrow.
Oh, so I'm walking to work on Sunday, and walking both to and from work on Monday. I'm somewhat annoyed. And, like... I shouldn't be getting stat pay for the holiday because you have to have been employed somewhere for a month to get that, right? Christ. What a kick in the teeth.