So my vacation is over.... the fat lady has sung and gone home. Blah... SOooooooooooooooooooo not wanting to go back to work. I have to work the night shift (4-12) too. NOT looking forward to that. On a brighter note, I do only have to work 4 days this week and get paid for 5. I'm not a religious person, whatsoever, but I will happy to not work this Friday and get paid for it. :) Saweetness. I think I have an addiction to partying. I'm thinking it's a bad sign that it's Monday and I'm counting down the days till Friday. That would be 4 ... just incase your not so good at the counting bit ;)
Sidenote ... my dreams are very bizarre lately. They've been those choppy ones, where it's a bunch of different shit all bunched together to kinda-sorta flow into a mental movie of sorts. They more confuse me than anything and think about a few things a little more than I should be, I guess. For example, Last night I drempt that I got my car impounded, but it was because I parked my car on my parents lawn while I went on a trip down south. And I couldn't figure out what I was supposed to do, seeing as this is in another province. Conviently enough, Chamberlane was playing there the weekend I came back from my trip. So, they offered to take me back to PEI w/ them. But I was freaking out because the car was still at the impound. I'm not sure what the fuck my brain was supposed to be telling me here. But I am slightly confused. And as far as I can gather I didn't get my car back. I'm still trying to figure out why I parked it on the lawn.... WTF. Anyhoo.... Have a nice day. Work blows. Ciao.
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