December 13, 2002 :: 2:44 p.m.
cat poo is not a proper welcome
Good LORD. Today has been a giant suck, with the exception of waking up next to and eating lunch with Adam. Those parts were good. The rest came from the same forgotten ring of hell that spawned cauliflower and Statistics. But no matter... I'm home now. I'm not entirely happy about being home, but what can you do? Nothing, that's what. I feel bad that I'd rather be at school, because hey, I don't even really like it at school. I just don't particularly feel like being here, either. The fact that I was greeted by an empty house and a dried pile of cat shit on my bed didn't really help cheer me up at all.
On a brighter note, I get to sleep over at Adam's this weekend. Score! And Amanda's Christmas present came today. One down, way more to go. I might go into Friendly's on Monday or so and see if they're hiring... I don't like the idea of waitressing anymore now than I did when I worked there the first time, but it'd only be for a month, and I could really use the money. If they won't hire me back, I could always trudge through the snow to work at Bagel Lovers. I'd like it more, but it doesn't pay well and it's a royal pain in the ass to get there. Hrm. We shall see, I suppose.
My room is full of boxes and bags, Gizmo is mad at me because I threw her out of my room (not literally), and I can't think of anything else to write about. How sad is that? Very sad, I say. In light of this situation, I'm going to go play with my Wacom tablet and listen to music until it's time to venture to Harrisburg. Cheers.
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