THERE WAS A THUMBTACK IN MY BED. NEAT.
There I was, sleeping soundly and then BOOM!!!
SURPRISE ATTACK.
HURHURHUR. GET IT? SURPRISE!! A TACK!
I'm hoping that the sickish feeling I went to bed with is gone by the time I get up for work. The last thing I want to do is try to focus with the way I was feeling when I first went to lay down. Dizzy and retarded is not a good way to try going through a shift. +_+ At least I won't have to call and get my schedule, I'll actually be able to look at it before I leave. Here's to hoping that I don't get scheduled for Sunday too. /o/ For some reason I'm okay working two days in a row during the week but on the weekend it feels ridiculously annoying.
Stuff and things. Stuff and things. MORE STUFF AND THINGS. There was something else I was going to write about, but I can't really remember. It felt important before I went to sleep, I guess not. Now to start thinking about getting back to bed~.
There I was, sleeping soundly and then BOOM!!!
SURPRISE ATTACK.
HURHURHUR. GET IT? SURPRISE!! A TACK!
I'm hoping that the sickish feeling I went to bed with is gone by the time I get up for work. The last thing I want to do is try to focus with the way I was feeling when I first went to lay down. Dizzy and retarded is not a good way to try going through a shift. +_+ At least I won't have to call and get my schedule, I'll actually be able to look at it before I leave. Here's to hoping that I don't get scheduled for Sunday too. /o/ For some reason I'm okay working two days in a row during the week but on the weekend it feels ridiculously annoying.
Stuff and things. Stuff and things. MORE STUFF AND THINGS. There was something else I was going to write about, but I can't really remember. It felt important before I went to sleep, I guess not. Now to start thinking about getting back to bed~.