Peynts.

So that was fun. This morning I decided to hit the snooze button until around 7:20-ish. Finally realized how badly I fucked myself, got up, threw on some pants and started walking toward 88th by Haggen to catch the 222 after it came back around. Speed walked to the intersection, and OF COURSE, right as I get there, the bus is getting ready to turn right onto 88th. So I fucking hauled ass across the street and started running toward the bus stop. Luckily, the driver is super nice and just picked me up off the side of the road. Heh. So I was only ten minutes late this morning. For a change.

Yeah. Much fun arranging clearance shoes on the banquet tables for 30 minutes this morning. I always make it so pretty and size and categorize EVERYTHING, and then by the time I go out for my hour, it's destroyed. Fucking UGH. COME ONE, COME ALL TO SEATTLE PREMIUM OUTLETS AND FUCK UP BRE'S HARD WORK. Thank you, drive through. Ya know, I even kept these crime-inals in mind and arranged the shoes so minimal digging would be required. BUT NO.

You know what sucks? Working seven days in a row. I didn't even realize until just now that today was day two of the seven-day evilness. Jeebus.

Anyhow. Got off work, had a talk with Sarah, met up with Harley and the two of us went to Kimchi's for dinner. YAY. Got home, cleaned the shit out of the apartment (cleaned the catbox, took out the trash, cleaned out the nasty-ass ashtray outside, took the Febreze to every inch of the place, picked up the living room, vacuumed, and did laundry. WEWT.) and I've pretty much been lounging around ever since. Gotta go have my last smoke for the night and gotobed. Wee. Hopefully I'll actually be able to SLEEP tonight.