A long but good day.

Good, after I got moving for work, at least. I hate going to that place. Part of me questions why I continue to go.... Anyway.

I found an article on grammar in the Metro this morning. Some UK city authority wants its staff to stop using apostrophes because it creates confusion, and they spent too much time and money arguing with sticklers. I'm not quite sure how I feel about that: should I be happy because light is being brought to (what I think is) a serious issue? Should I be upset because instead of trying to fix the problem (i.e., learn, or just plain hire people who know how to use apostrophes), they're skipping over it completely? Should I view that last one as "not fucking up" instead of "not fixing"? I don't know.

So, we've got a new DM, official on Sunday. Our current DM made her last rounds today. I think it was good. My frame shop had better get high marks considering all the last-minute cleaning and hiding I tried to do in addition to my usual slew of morningtime paperwork and checking of this and that. As for work itself, I was kept quite busy, and I cut four pieces of glass out of one huge sheet (which took a bit of planning and figuring out). The sheet of glass was longer than I am tall, about twice as wide as I am, and weighed twenty-five pounds (11kg). I handled it almost totally by myself; I only asked for help making the initial cut, when I needed someone to hold the long piece so it wouldn't crash and break and kill me. Otherwise.... *beam*

And then Kathleen told me I didn't have to do that. Wind, out of sails. D: But those four pieces, plus one extra, were all I did. I even managed an extra hour. At least all my extra time this week makes up for missing Wednesday. :/ ... Ish. I'm still taking home next to nothing.

So after work, still chipper, I went to Pratt, but called Michele immediately on my way to the subway. I got her voicemail, so I guessed I'd already missed the start of Shabbat, and I'd just have to run into her somehow. Poop. I hung out with Josephine in the meantime, and we caught up a bit, which was good, because I really didn't get much of a chance to talk to her last week. ^_^ At six-thirty (but Facebook said seven!) we headed to the chapel ♪cuz we were gonna get maaaaarried♪. Michele was already there, and lo! She said she had gotten my message just before Shabbat began.

Dinner was awesome, as per usual, and I ate a lot more than I thought I would, especially given how I was yesterday. I also learned that vodka will fuck me up if I have more than a tablespoon's worth (because I had a tablespoon's worth, okay, an ounce, and I was all wheeeee and saw floaters and such. I think the cold scared the headache away). I shared how much I love my mommy, and Michele and I briefly broke into dansu. ♪whistle♪

And then I left and now I'm here. Going to Gramma's tomorrow, which means I should get some damn sleep.

I think work-people have misunderstood my schedule request, since I got this Monday and next Monday off. I've got Saturday off, too, but those are my only free days, so I can't make time for anyone this week. Sorry!

LOTS OF WEIRD DREAMS

I'm most upset that I'm losing sleep.

( More dreams, but... )

I think I will sleep in and catch up at my grandmother's later. I'm still really damn tired.

P.S., I love when my hair is straight because then I can scratch my scalp. It feels soooooo good, and is incredibly relaxing. PROTIP: you can pretty much get me to fall asleep with a good head massage. :::nod::: Back to bed I go.

Edit, 11:04 - ( Still more dreams. )

January = FAIL.

A twelfth of the year is gone. Let's recap my resolutions:
•make more time for friends.
•visit Gramma on Saturdays off.
•try to improve ... everything. >.>;
•redo bedroom.

And probably a few more I'm forgetting. So of those, I only did two, and I started the third. I still feel grossly unaccomplished, perhaps due to the fact that the last resolution is mutil-faceted and involved, and that I'm still not in control of myself.

Yesterday, Kathleen told me that I'm hiding my sorrow better. I still haven't asked her exactly how much she knows, and I don't know if hiding better's a good thing or not. She told me that I didn't have to hide who I was in the back of the frame shop, to which I responded, "Yes, I do, or I won't get any work done," and went back to the task at hand, biting my lip as I couldn't help but think about it. Kathleen, bless her, changed the subject to books she had been reading lately.

I'm actually not hiding my sorrow better, as I completely lost it YET AGAIN this afternoon. I was visiting my grandmother and my aunt (they live across the street from one another), and saw one of my cousins for the first time in forever. He asked me how my boyfriend was, and I RAN out of the apartment and up to the roof, where I sat and blubbered miserably for about a half-hour. I was hoping he would be there when I came back so I could apologize, because it wasn't his fault, and I sure as hell wasn't expecting it (hoho, blindsided YET AGAIN!), but he wasn't, so now I have to feel doubly miserable until next Saturday when I see him again. If I see him again.

Happier news: my aunt's obviously out of the hospital, and my grandmother is still hilarious; I love her so much. As she's a Taurus too, she's probably where I get my stubbornness from (my parents are both Geminis). And my family likes to make fun of me when I wear my hair in braids (like I did today), because I bear a very striking resemblance to my great-grandmother (she was a brown person, too. I never met Mamá; she died about three or four years before I was born). I've been hearing that since I was very young. Titi Ana even showed me a picture of Mamá and Tía Andrea she had sitting around, where Mamá wore a pair of long braids, just like mine. Hohoho.

Happier still: I got the pre-invitation to Cassie's and Justin's wedding today! ^_^ It's adorable.

Oooh, a wedding. What wonderful news to end on. Time for Seeker!lulz. :3

JOSEPHINE.

Theresa and I decided a long time ago that we're gonna get Laura into the Sword of Truth series (the real one), but only tonight did we figure out how we're gonna do it:

( We just have to reference something she'll understand. )