GUHHHHH.

Fuck. My. Life.

Today we managed to get like 36 boxes right when I walked in the store. WHAT THE FUCK?!?! It was like Guess all over again, 'cause each box was FUCKING HUGE and there is absolutely nowhere to put anything in our receiving area.

I almost quit. No shit. Almost quit right fucking then and there. Then I remembered I have bills. Heh.

And today was horrible 'cause when Kris and I took out the trash and had a smoke out back, she was gloating about how great I am and how scared she was that I was gonna leave 'cause Angel left and how ecstatic she was about me 'deciding to stay'.

FUCK. Then she proceeded to tell me that she's gonna schedule me only Mondays through Fridays. Which is FUCKING INCREDIBLE. But. The fact is, I'm still only making $8.25 (IF I decide to stay on permanently, I get $8.75), and only working part-time. Things will probably pick up from the middle of the month to early January, but then it's back to part-time.

And Matt still irks me. A lot. I have to work with him all day tomorrow and I'm not looking forward to it. Ryan's coming in, which is good, I like him a lot, but Matt. Ugh. And all I'm doing is moving shit around in the store and replenishing the shit out of everything.

I drove home today feeling completely empty. I hate it. The most I've been able to socialize at all lately has been when I stop into Guess to talk to Angel or whoever's working, and when Kyle comes over. HEH. Fuck my life. I am completely miserable right now. And the whole daylight savings thing REALLY doesn't help my mood any. Hellooooo, seasonal depression!

Work, home, eat, sleep. Work, home, eat, sleep. Nothing in between.

I need to find something to do tomorrow and Thursday (day off), or I'm gonna go completely insane.

Maybe I just really need to get laid.

And. I need to get new Family Guy dvds. I'm sick of watching all these same ones over and over.