It's okay, he's alive.
Phill got into the airport last night around eleven, but didn't think it important enough to let me know that until about ten this morning. Cue me panicking, contacting him through every means possible, losing sleep, and feeling physically sick at work this morning. I'd never been happier or angrier to get a text message. :::rolls eyes:::
Work seemed to decrease in stupid through the week, but just ONCE I'd love there to be a day where nothing asinine happens. Sanrio did it. GameStop did it. Hell, even Swatch did it. C'mon, Michaels. D:
As I've got the next three days off, I plan on doing nothing but bumming around and sleeping lots. Mmm, sleep. If I can catch the few hours of daylight, I might do something productive. And by "productive," I mean unproductive.
Work seemed to decrease in stupid through the week, but just ONCE I'd love there to be a day where nothing asinine happens. Sanrio did it. GameStop did it. Hell, even Swatch did it. C'mon, Michaels. D:
As I've got the next three days off, I plan on doing nothing but bumming around and sleeping lots. Mmm, sleep. If I can catch the few hours of daylight, I might do something productive. And by "productive," I mean unproductive.