Ugh

This warehouse shit is something else. Who helped fill and pack and move 184 boxes today? Me. Who is currently not seeing straight and in a great deal of pain? Me.

However - no customers. And I can ignore the coworkers I dont' like. So still doing much better than LC. Exhaustion I can handle.

I'm going to go get a shower and then some food (if you don't mind too terribly much S), and then I'm going to try and summon enough energy to write.

Some funny stuff

I arrived at work to wind up in the middle of a heated discussion on the existance of the Naked Cowboy. A few of the guys still refuse to believe he's real. Another guy wanted to know if he had a sister.

Yesterday on our way to dropping me off, Sarah and I were stopped just behind and to the right of a minivan. Didn't see the driver or anything, because we were too busy laughing and leering and what to most people would probably be nothing more than a cute bumpersticker: Got Twins?

People (at work) seem to think that b/c of the way I do things (generally expressionless, quiet, rapidly) that I either hate my life or at least my new job. They don't seem to get that *coughunlikethemcough* I don't need outside entertainment while I work. They? Chat and goof off while they work, to pass the time (which is fine, don't get me wrong). I happily go on my way picking watches, alternating b/t story thoughts, happy thoughts, and smutty thoughts. My own mind is my favorite playground. XP

On an unamused note, msn is being a righteous bitch >_< So rykaine et al. I am sorry if I keep vanishing.