Ick.

They want me to start doing front desk again at work, for two hours a day, right before I leave, every day. I told them this was a bad idea. They asked me to be a little more friendly. I told them this was as friendly as I got; I simply do not do well with helping people. I'm not good at it. I never was. They asked me what I wanted to do with my life. I said I didn't care, just as long as I didn't have to deal with people; I was so happy to take this job because it meant I wouldn't have to deal with people, especially after slaving in retail for so many years. I don't like asking for things (because I don't want to bother others or I like feeling independent), I don't like telling people things (because they probably don't wanna be bothered or no one likes being told things), I don't like giving advice (because I always give shitty advice, lol no life experience). Two hours a day, right before I'm supposed to go, every day, is not going to work, I don't give a fuck how slow you tell me it is. I'm not good at helping people. I'm going to break. I'm going to make someone cry, or I'm going to make someone angry, and then they're gonna yell at me, which is dumb because I gave warning. I don't like dealing with people because they throw curves and I'm a robot who will malfunction if something outside the norm happens (why does no one understand that?!). So... expect me to rant about that in a couple of days. Heads up.

After work, I didn't go to the bank because I realized there's still some playing around to do. Oh, I figured everything out, but then there are things that were owed and... yeah. So I need a weekend when I can fish around in the attic in the boxes with all his shit, consolidate it, and figure out who owes what to whom and adjust the totals accordingly. It's probably not more than a hundred bucks one way or another, but I'd rather do it all in one shot than realize later, "Oh hey, I/you owe you/me X amount." That'd just drag it on more painfully.

I went down to McSorely's with Guillermo for pub food; I had a shepherd's pie and ginger ale (I never drink ginger ale, but it wasn't overpowering with the ginger, so it was okay). We went to some pâtisserie afterwards, and I had a GIANT CREAM PUFF and some coffee. I bought curry at Sunrise Mart, we wandered around a video game shop (original FFIII, ALttP, Mario Paint all in boxes, WHAT. Alas, my original Star Fox was not there. I need that game back in my life), and hit up Toy Tokyo. We went back to his place for like, ten minutes. It was long enough for me to grab my BEAUTIFUL FF9 WALL SCROLL and meet Lunabelle, who is adorable. Kyaa~

Fell the hell asleep on the train, watched the Rangers lose, and now I'm here. Tuesdays, man.

( Memes. )