No work for two days. Wheeeeeeeee!One of the online friends I thought I'd never converse with again has resumed talking to me. Wheeee again! And to think, all I had to do was send him five thousand dollars and a picture of my boobs. So simple!
Things in James' neck of the woods have gone a bit awry ... well, not so much awry. Just ... things happen, people change, people ... well, people do a lot of things. I won't get into it. The important thing (to me, anyway) is that things between James and I are lovely. Well, aside from us living on opposite ends of huge cities. It will be strange though, when we hang out with his friends ... the group dynamics will certainly be different, and certain faces will likely be absent altogether. But we'll see how it all turns out, I guess. Life is bloody complicated.
So I'm still reading The Brothers Karamazov, and it gets more interesting with every page. Once I got used to the long, Russian names of the characters and the pace of the novel (far slower than the books I'm used to, and it's not the sort of slowness you can skip through, because it all ties together and builds up to important incidents), I was doing well and enjoying it. It's nice to know that retail has yet to completely fry my brain.
I've decided that I definitely sweat way too much for a girl. Summer brings out the worst in me. The glistening chest and cleavage sweat is kind of sexy, I admit, but everything else I could do without. I feel like I ought to be changing clothes every hour when I'm at work. What the fuck is wrong with my body? I could cry.
Speaking of work ... why the hell do certain customers feel the need to be so unabashedly rude? The other day I said "Hi there" to a woman as she walked into the store (not in an invasive sort of way, it was just a friendly greeting), and she looked at me, lowered her sunglasses, and replied "Right.". You, know, like, in a "Yeah, right" sort of tone ... as though somehow I was lying to her when I said hi. Honestly ... are these people this rude to everyone? I doubt it. Otherwise they wouldn't have social lives.
Christ, almost ten already ... I think it's time for some dinner.
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