in constant motion
i’m constantly working, it seems like. i’m not digging the set schedule for summer. it means i work every friday and saturday night. i am sick of this. i love the girls i work with, but seriously? why is it i’m there 50% of the time? :( i want to have a life again. summer is supposed to be about just living. and i’m just working.
on the bright side of suffering, i’m going to have a fantastic time as i go back to school shopping. :D i’ll probably set my limit at something ridiculous, like $500. It takes me two weeks to get $350, so i won’t care, honestly.
anyway, it’s 3:34 p.m., and i need to get ready for work. (work clothes: please be dry!)
//erin.
