I am way too f'ing awake
Oct. 16th, 2008 07:01 amNothing says 'the day is going to be interesting' like waking up at 4:30 and being unable to sleep again. Worse, I started writing and I'm never awake enough in the morning to do that. Whackiness, I tell you, pure whackiness. But, it's Thursday! I have to work on Saturday, since it would seem the others get jack shit done if I'm not there to play Hitler -__- I think I should get paid extra to be a weekend supervisor, but you know, wishful thinking.
Anyway.
Yesterday, woman at office was upset because her husband totally forgot it was their anniversary. And I was discussing it later with another girl, and I don't think she got what I was saying--that I understand why the woman was upset, and I sort of sympathize, but for my part, I just don't give a damn. I mean, maybe it's me trying to justify my own shitty behavior. I hate getting gifts because I suck at giving them. I never remember birthdays and crap; my siblings always have to tell me when its our parents anniversary and stuff like that. So maybe I'm trying to justify already that if I ever do wind up with a wedding anniversary on my hands, I'm likely never to recall it. I just don't care. In my head, it's the being together that matters, not the day it was formalized or legalized or what the hell ever. I just don't think I'd ever sit there angsting all day because my husband forgot our anniversary--if anything, he'd be the one pissed off with me for forgetting. Then again, I'd probably wind up with someone who cares about as much as me. We'd probably have to go ask our families when we got married. That sounds way more like my life.
I don't think the girl got that's what I was trying to say - I understand it matters to others, and I even get why, sort of. Just, if it were me, I so would not care.
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To switch topics,
animeartistjo gave me this ebook last night and I totally loved it. Never thought I'd like a Torq story, but I did. Credit where credit is due.
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Finally paid up my webspace last night, so hopefully this weekend I can get around to updating that and all. I also need to finally set up my printer with my new comp, and do shit I should have done a long time ago.
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It's raining today; that combined with my waking up entirely too early guarantees I'll be trying not to nap come lunch time. Argh. Still, tomorrow is Friday, and even if I have to work Saturday, at least after that there'll be a weekend.
Anyway.
Yesterday, woman at office was upset because her husband totally forgot it was their anniversary. And I was discussing it later with another girl, and I don't think she got what I was saying--that I understand why the woman was upset, and I sort of sympathize, but for my part, I just don't give a damn. I mean, maybe it's me trying to justify my own shitty behavior. I hate getting gifts because I suck at giving them. I never remember birthdays and crap; my siblings always have to tell me when its our parents anniversary and stuff like that. So maybe I'm trying to justify already that if I ever do wind up with a wedding anniversary on my hands, I'm likely never to recall it. I just don't care. In my head, it's the being together that matters, not the day it was formalized or legalized or what the hell ever. I just don't think I'd ever sit there angsting all day because my husband forgot our anniversary--if anything, he'd be the one pissed off with me for forgetting. Then again, I'd probably wind up with someone who cares about as much as me. We'd probably have to go ask our families when we got married. That sounds way more like my life.
I don't think the girl got that's what I was trying to say - I understand it matters to others, and I even get why, sort of. Just, if it were me, I so would not care.
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To switch topics,
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Finally paid up my webspace last night, so hopefully this weekend I can get around to updating that and all. I also need to finally set up my printer with my new comp, and do shit I should have done a long time ago.
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It's raining today; that combined with my waking up entirely too early guarantees I'll be trying not to nap come lunch time. Argh. Still, tomorrow is Friday, and even if I have to work Saturday, at least after that there'll be a weekend.