Soccer practice. HEH.

Interesting past couple days. Interesting.

My sicky mulitiplied by like 20 on Tuesday. I woke up at 3:30-ish ('cause I was supposed to be to work by 5) with completely soaked jammies and blankets and I could barely breathe. I decided it would be a good idea to call in to work, but I passed back out immediately and didn't end up calling in until like 7am. Oops. But the Shelby reminded me that it was the last day for floorset and I had all this shit I needed to do to my shoes to prepare for inventory on the 27th. So I loaded up on DayQuil and went in anyway. All was okay until my first break hit. I went with Chelsey and Mike to Port of Subs to grab some foodz and I started to black out as I was ordering my wrap. Blacked out completely by the time we got out and had to be led back into Chelsey's car. It was nuts. What really sucked, though, was that I paid with my card and I had to sign a receipt without even being able to see it. Scary shit. Couldn't even grab my card back from the guy. He probably thought I was on drugs. Heh.

My body is really starting to go. I doubt any of that was from the illness. I've been having to take potassium pills and a shit ton of ibuprofen (which doesn't help my stomach which is probably riddled with ulcers from so many Monsters) because my calf muscles felt like they were atrophying. Which is apparently from a potassium deficiency. Glee. Also my back started to seize at work today. That was awesome. I need to start taking better care of myself, but it seems like I don't have time. Ever. I win at being the worst at time management. Seriously.

So. Goals.

-more water intake. Like, gallons more.
-get some B-complex and wean myself off energy drinks
-...I'm at a loss other than that.

Today work was a blur. I don't remember a whole lot other than SKUing shoes and moving boxes of bags up on top of the loft and bays for what seemed like hours. Gross. 8 1/2 hours in today. We're gonna be so over this week. Damnit. Oh well. At least our paychecks are gonna look good. Damn good.

In my glorious little piece of technology news: I hooked up my compy and loaded all my music from there onto my Zune and I have 8 gigs left. HEH. It's nuts. I have like 5,000 songs.

I'ma goooo... down a gallon of orange juice. Oh yeah.