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so.

this post will mean little to nothing, actually. i'm awake and putting off work... i've got 2 hours before i go, so i'm just filling time by sitting at my computer. my gramma got mad at me for cooking pasta about half an hour ago. she just didn't realize that i only went to sleep at 5:30 today because NOTHING WAS COOKED. i mean, really. how hard is it to have something for dinner ready at like 5:30 when people have been home ALL DAY?? i don't think it's too much to ask, considering i WORK 2 JOBS, DAMMIT. i get very little time for sleep, so it's really nice to come home and have to cook for 4 OTHER PEOPLE, and still have enough sleep before work. really.

i didn't mean to whine, but i'm a little tired dammit. i think i only got 5 hours of sleep. and i'd've preferred sleeping til 2.

i think i may quit ups. granted, i've got muscle, and my stomach is getting flatter.... but i'm not sure i like the idea of my hands always hurting, or the lack of sleep. or that i'm being told to work faster... and i'm moving faster than i've ever moved in my life. i'm doing what i can, but it's not an awful lot. cause... *sigh* i'm sick. the place keeps making me sick, and i'm very, very sick. hives, sniffles, nausea, the dirt! seriously. i've already been called in once to say that i really, really didn't need to have 3 absences and a tardy in 3 weeks. they're still trying to decide if they want to keep me. they want to because, dammit, i'm good. but my attendance is always a problem. this week?? i promise and swear to be on time every day.

and damn that chick singing on letterman today has some fucking big hair. she's got a beehive. seriously. and her backup singers are dancing HARD. really hard. i don't see that much.


i didn't talk about my weekend did i? i went to see carmen in lexington on saturday. i felt like an idiot cause i'm pretty sure i knew it was in french, but it didn't make it into my head. i went to miyako, this sushi restaurant, and was reminded how much i missed having sushi for lunch. and how many people have never had it before. i was alright though, til this guy decided he needed to impress me and compete with me. whipping out his chopsticks (that he didn't know how to use) and stuff.... alas, i was not impressed. in fact, i was like... o.O whatever. especially when he orders chicken terriyaki.

but i had a bento box and that made me soooooooooooo happy.

but. yes. carmen. fantastic opera. i thought i didn't like opera. but i do. enough, i mean. i was really liking it, so long as i listened and stopped reading the subtitles. cause... gah. my head was beginning to hurt because i couldn't keep up with the change in language. i can listen to english and read french, but not the other way round. then sunday i went to emily's spanish meeting. talk about your headache. spanish in the ear, reading french scriptures, and an english magazine... and then having your brother sign a conversation to you. gah. 4 languages do not a happy morggie make. though, hee.... i told my cousin i know at least bits of 6 languages. which is fairly true. english, sign, french, spanish, russian, japanese. i think that's right. but it's in order of knowledge, with sign and french tied.


anyway. that was my weekend. i stayed down in cynthiana with my emily, and we hung out, and it would've been great to have had more activity... but i needed the sleep. of which i'm getting none, apparently. but i see my emily 3 weeeks in a row, this month. last week, then friday i have a wedding to go to that i'll see her, and then next week? i go to a graduation party in georgetown, and i'll be staying with my emily again. this makes me kinda happy cause my emily is cool. as is her nadia.

i don't think i have anything left to talk about. i'll see you folks, then.