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   So today I start full time at the Millerville store. I’m about to have so much less free time, but it’s what I wanted so I’m cool with it. Besides, the things I do with my free time have started to affect me  in bad ways anyway. I need a productive hobby. I have one. It’s constant education. I want a more active one. Tennis is in order. I lost my lessons because freedom is important to me. At least freedom from certain individuals.  It’s ok. I pretty much know how to play now it’s just practice that I need because I suck. We were playing and everything was peachy and Robbi said “You ready to really start playing?”… “Yeah.”… Pain is what happened next. For days. He’s good.

 Krista called yesterday and told me the AC is out at the Millerville store. It was 84 degrees at 11am. I’m really hoping I get there and it’s cold inside. The Hammond Aire store hasn’t had AC for a month. Please. NO!

I haven’t posted in a while, have I? I actually have had a lot to say, too. I just have way too much going on, mostly in my head, to even think about sitting in front of the computer anymore. I’d usually rather lie in bed until I fall asleep to make thoughts pass quicker. It sounds sad, but this will pass. Everything always does. I know I’ve criticized the phrase because there are some things that definitely don’t apply, but I’m maybe going to adopt the “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” approach. Again, I’m being vague. I need to seriously consider trying meditation again.

I got a super-sunburn. It’s not so much super as SUPER-OUCH! The really sad part is how I did it on purpose. I didn’t expect it to lastvery long, though. My no-ad glitter junk hasn’t failed me until now. It used to make me burn for a total of 24 hours, then fade it right to a pretty golden tan. I’m going to get skin cancer so bad! On my belly! Showers, work, and sleeping on my belly have been made miserable thanks to one bad idea. Oh yeah, notice how my belly button hole is white. White! Insult to injury in it’s purest form.

I’m supposed to be on here starting my “School of Retail Selling” class. I got on, Vanni was online, so I decided to show him my sunburn. Then I started reading Lavish. Then i decided to post something here. Eventually I will get to it. I need to. Apparently, I’m a Hippo when it comes to retail selling. I want to be a lion or at the very least, an otter!

I ate Chinese yesterday (stupid) and my fortune cookie was awesome. I know it will be an important bit of advice sometime, so I’m keeping it in my wallet, right next to my identity.

Also, to someone who will never read this, I actually have to get my life straight too, you douche. Everyone does. You’re not special. Look, I kind of feel better. Kind of.

And to someone else, Why are you making yourself so inaccessible for this conversation that WILL happen one day? One day soon, too. Do you see it coming, or are you actually avoiding it on accident? Nope. this one didn’t make me feel a bit better.

Last night was another miserable, painful night. I woke up around 3 to this terrible pain in my chest / upper abdomen area. I couldn’t get back to sleep, so I got up and looked up indigestion on WebMD. It’s the first thing I thought of because of a friend saying “you’ll KNOW when you have indigestion, it hurts like hell”. So that seemed to be it, the area was right. It felt more like I needed a doctor than Pepto, but I took some and some Ibuprofen and waited for the paint o subside. It eventually did. For about 2 hours. Then I was up again, and eventually so was Gary and I had to get Seth up. What a miserable fucking morning I’ve had.

WebMD is NOW telling me I have a peptic ulcer! Jesus. It also explains that as the source of my random back pain, too.

Holy hell, apartments in Paris are GORGEOUS!

I’m maybe going to Insomkneeacks tonight for poetry night.  Not a huge fan of poetry, but I AM a huge fan of performance.