Date: Nov. 04, 2002 Time: 12:49 AM My current mood is: I shall rule the planet! Ok not really, or at least not yet. I told my work today that I can work fulltime starting next week. I think my hours will now be 7am-3pm, pretty damn early but I've done it before, at least I won't be closing every night. And now I'm going to be the fulltime fish department person, apparently Evil Eric has been wanting to transfer but they needed someone to fill his position first... so in a sense, I'm getting rid of Evil Eric! BUAHAHAHAHHA! >:) The thing is, he's not a bad person and I do talk to him, but jesus fucking christ the boy does SHIT! He never does anything. That is, unless the manager tells him, or unless I tell him. He knows better then to not do what I tell him. But now he will be gone, and stuff will actually get done in the store, courtisy of moi. I hope they give me the title of "Aquatic Specialist" again lol, it makes me feel so professional. At least the fish will be properly cared for once I start fulltime, like I said Evil Eric doesn't do shit, including taking care of the fish/reptiles. NOW I WILL REIGN SUPREME!!!! Um..yeah. And no, I didn't *actually* drop out of school yet, tomorrow is the day. Oh and something freaky that happened at work, my psychiatrist came in! I felt so awkward. Last night Katie and I hung out at Julie and Dave's apartment. Katie was having a crisis because her parents were flipping out on her, she hurt her back last week and her relationship is on the brink of ending. As usual I listened and gave advice, I got her to stop crying and in a better mood which was good. Inside I felt dead though, and silently wondered why when things like this happen to me I don't even mention it to anyone really, or if I do I act completely unaffected. I'm not saying I think I'm better cause I keep my problems/emotions inside, just sometimes I think it's odd that people are so vocal when I would never dream of acting so affected. Of course this diary doesn't count in that respect, this is my outlet for everything. But it's weird, in real life I'm nothing like this, or maybe I'm kind of like this except for the emotional part. I've grown quite slick at turning conversations around to the other person ("Me? Oh I'm fine, the important question is how are you?"), and completly breezing over topics ("I'm dropping out of school, but hey anyway how's that thing going with your boyfriend? Did you have that talk with him yet?"). *shrug* I miss my porn pictures of Peter Steele. I just took laxatives~ Before this I ate and threw up: A box of macaroni and cheese(parmasian flavor!), a half a bagel with eggsalad on it, some ice cream, some crackers with cheese wiz, and a Lean Cuisine. Tomorrow is weigh-in day, eeek! Ya, I decided not to weigh myself for a few days cause if I see 100 on the scale I'm going to go on a shooting rampage. Leave a message Last Entry ~ Next Entry Enter email to occasionally get special or pointless updates: