Bleh. I dun like full-time working.

So this entry is going to be a wee on the short side, since I reeeeally need to be in bed soon. 20 minutes or less soon. Otherwise, I'm going to be more of a zombie than I was this morning.

I woke up at five frickin-o-clock this morning.

I was not amused and trudged about on the busses that got me to work as said undead creature. At least I had coffee. Reminder to self: bring more coffee in to work tomorrow, since you decimated the supply that was there.

Anyways. Yeah, I'm working full-time this week (and next, I think?) since Marla's taking a nice relaxing vacation.
I don't have fucking time for a nice relaxing vacation. By the time this her vacation is done I'll have to be back at school and I won't have had time for rest at all and AAAAAAAAAH.
That, and I have a 12-hour shift tomorrow, maybe. That is, if Steve managed to book another physio patient in. Otherwise it might only be 11. Yay.

I think I managed to get most of my shopping done. Couple things left to pick up - like something for Stace and Jimi. It's going to be late, there's no dodging about that, but she's been late with her present plenty of time before. XD No idea what to get them yet.

He was over a few nights ago, purely to lambast me because of a silly counting mistake I made (I had thoughtMom was off working, so I came home at 7:30 from being out shopping, and thus made her late for work - thought she worked 3 days and one night, 'cause she does that sometimes). I wonder if he feels proud of himself, knowing that every time he crosses the path of a female member o' the household, when he leaves, they're in tears?
Ah well, it was mostly show anyways to try and wring guilt out of him, but I really did feel shitty enough as was about it, and he had no right to come scream at me for shirking my responsibilities.
Fuck that. He lost all right to talk about shirking responsibilities when he left, the bastard. Bloody ass apparently likes to think I've got a perfect memory - and that I willfully ignore things that they tell me to do. I don't. I just forget easily - my memory's extremely selective; it can pick up useless knowledge like nothing else, but tell me to do something and I'll forget ten minutes later. I can't help it. I'm not perfect - nor is he, for that matter, so I don't see where he gets off giving me shit for not being so.

But enough of that. I'm not going to talk about him any more - purely because he's on permanent 'ignore' status. Not letting him under my skin again, mrr no.

Mom, on the other hand, is being a weepy priss. She can't seem to get over the fact that he's gone and might not be coming back - and can't seem to get the fact into her head that she just might want to enlist the services of a lawyer, since he's stolen all that money from her, and at the same time, took away over half of the total income. Lovely-yes. "But noooooo," she wails. "I don't know what to do! I don't know how we're going to get through this! I have no idea what's going on! You're no help! Whinewhinewhine..."
Bitch, please. If I have to listen to you whine one more time about how difficult life is, I'm going to snap your neck and put you out of your misery. It's not too hard to see what's going on - he's being a dickwad and leading you on, and for all of your bravado, you're too fucking whipped and loyal when you shouldn't be. Time to hire a lawyer or a private investigator or something and find some answers if you friggin' want them that badly. It's not hard! Really, it isn't!

Rrrrr, it makes me angryyyyy.

But on to happier things.

Went out to dinner Sunday with a good portion of the gang - exec-related, mostly, since Greg had invited the CSSS and WICS execs (plus guest, which meant me for Trav XD). Ethiopian food is interesting. The bread wasn't all that tasty - kinda weird, really, and it reminded me so much of coban that I was bandaging my fingers up with it at points - but the goops that you scooped up with it weren't too bad.
And there was good and amusing conversation and what-not, and the geeky portions that I listened to were actually followable, so it was fun.

I was decorating the tree with the lights earlier tonight. My hands smell like nothing else but tree right about now. I'd never done the lights before - but they look okay, I guess. I'll do the garlands and ornaments and stuff tomorrow, since it's way-too-late to deal with them now.

Joined another couple of Weyrs, but they're slow-going right now - even though one just started a Hatching. I haven't really posted much, anyways, since I've not had the time. Hopefully I'll get more on Thursday or somethin. I wanna bring Daelin-kitsune into one... And maybe one of my nastier ladies. Lumine, maybe? She's a monumental bitch when she wants to be. XD

And after thinking about the thread on New-AAML (which still amuses me greatly) about what we wanted for Christmas, I think I sorta wanna change my answer.
Originally, it had been five lines about money, since I do need it, and I am broke, and there are a million things I need to buy soon if not sooner. XD

But I think I wanna change #1 to comfort. That's what I want as a present, more than anything, really - just to feel like everything's gonna be alright, eventually, 'cause things have really not been the best lately.

Number 2 can stay at money. Those computer parts innit going to pay for themselves.