Puddles on Desks

I'm really tired. Sorry for not updating alot. I got told tonight that it was ok though. I have nothing really good to say, merely a shout out saying that I am alive, though work may be trying to kill me.

Seriously.

I'm quiting my job in January. End of story. I can't take trying to do another forty hour week there. The employees are nice (except for the jerks that are every where), some of the customers make me laugh- actually some a quiet funny, but these memories are lost in a sea of repetiveness and brain killing boredom as the result of doing meanial tasks over and over and over again, till your quiet good at it while your brain vacates the premiss.

I got asked if I wanted to move out. At this point in time I don't really think that I want to. I mean, I kinda do, but mostly don't. I have reasons. Good reasons in fact.

I'm tired, today was day five of forty hours and third closing in a row. How's that for messing with your sleeping schedual?

Peace to everyone going back to school. Don't forget your anti-stress pills.