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I know what to do. I just have to breathe and remember that it’s only 13 days. And I will make it. And I can just ignore the crap I’m going to get for being so over-hours.

I finally think I cleared my head and it would be stupid to quit GNC with the little economic crisis, but GAH. Why?!

I actually need those days off. I need to recharge. Every day I work in a row emotionally wears me down.I haven’t fully accepted that as the way it is, but it’s the way it is now.

I bought some rainbow panties as retail therapy, but it didn’t work. I do have some rainbow panties now, though.

Yesterday was so lame, it just felt wrong. And not all those things are going to be any less lame today. Just some. I’m still on the devil pills that are making me want to die, and my grampa still doesn’t know what’s going on with his job.

My mom just called me. At 730am. And she called me last night at 1115pm. I answered the call this morning. She wanted to tell me what she wanted for Xmas. She said it like I had to get her something… She hasn’t spoken to me for two months, and it was probably two months before that time two months ago. Wtf? Now you’re calling to tell me what you want for Xmas? And this doesn’t seem shitty? Nice. As an adult, you should never call around telling people what you want for Xmas. That’s just tacky.

And speaking of last night, I finally talked to him. Poor baby needs a hug. It was a nice memory-reliving conversation, though. Jesus, do we have some of those. Good times. AND it’s only 25 days until he’s here. I’m too excited. Really, I need to take a pill.

I have a new employee in 1 - 2 weeks. Fantastic! Now, I just hope I get my vacay days on my next check. Fingers crossed!

I just got the new Killers album. I’m going to listen to it on my way to work.

I feel horrible. My head hurts and I feel like I’m going to vomit. Starting both these medicines at the same time may have been a very bad idea. I can stop the vyvanse, but I can’t stop the antibiotics. Also, I didn’t think about it when I popped the first one, but I can’t drink on the antibiotics. Jade birthday is this weekend. I didn’t even put the two together until I talked to her earlier. I’m sorry, Jade.

My grampa is probably getting fired for saying something inappropriate to some guy at work, so shit’s about to get lame around here. They have ridiculous amounts of bills and theres no way I can do very much towards them. I just wish I could help more. I could probably afford to live alone right now (which is a pretty bad idea anyway) , but just their mortgage is more than all of the bills I’d pay in a decently priced apartment. It’ll work itself out, I’m sure. I hope so, anyway.

I can’t even believe the amount of times I’ve heard the word “nigger” since I got home from work. Wtf?

The interview was tough. It lasted 5 minutes and I thought I was going to have a stroke. I think I hid it well and seemed mostly laid back instead of searching for what to say. Funny thing is, I wrote like two pages in my notebook of what to say, but a script somehow seemed inappropriate. Plus, he was there before I opened the store. So that’s out of the way. I’ll never have a first interview again! AND, he seems like a decent guy.

Today is my first day really on Vyvanse. I know the first day is going to be weird. I’ll refrain from coffee this time.

I got the best text in the world yesterday. I’d show you, but it’s all mine. I have no doubts, no questions about him. Thats odd for me, but I’ll allow it.

I said I wouldn’t, but:

Please please please come home. But not until you get the letter that I’m mailing you today!

Yay, back to work. Today, I have an interview and hopefully a new employee. Fingers crossed! I also have a conference call, and I’m sure I need to call one of my bosses to get background check junk.

I went to Dr.Wilkes yesterday, and she gave me a Vyvanse Rx and prevented me from having to make a retarded February appointment with a vaginacologist just for a prescription. Yay! I love her. She def. gets a 5 star google review.

I watched the YaYas movie and I have to say I am VERY disappointed in the movie. I’m not one of those people, either; the ones that are always VERY disappointed when a movie is made form a book. Nope. The woman ruined her own story, is all. Nice work, Rebecca Wells. Nice work. *eyeroll

I have to get over my fear of hospitals and just go see Sean. I’ll have to be sneaky and go after work, though. I STILL don’t have my own ride. Lame. I feel like a leech.

Do you have any text messages that you don’???????t want other? peopl?e readi?ng?
~ No, not really.

Do you know anyon?e with the same first? name as you?
~ No.

What are you weari?ng now ?
~ khakis and a green shirt

What color? phone? do you have?
~ black

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I feel like I should go curl up in the bathtub and sleep there because I just know I’m going to vomit at some point. Maybe I am dying from a hug deficiency.What a sad way to die.

My muscles ache.

I’m so glad I don’t have to work tomorrow. So far these diseases I get have had good timing. Not in my favor, but in GNC’s, which is pretty much my life anymore, anyway.