September 12th, 2006 - "don't take it personal"

what a fucking day.
i had like 5 customers in the first hour today.
and if the customers weren't pouring in, the fucking phone was ringing.
no it's not a good thing.
they weren't bringing in things to sell...
they were coming to pick up unsold items...
pick up checks...
ask what we do...
or the one woman that says we broke something of hers.
fucking A.

last night i had a knock down drag out fight with briana.
yeah, i initiated it.
because i am fucking sick of it.
i am sick of hearing about her downward spiral.
and i am sick of hearing about how she misses and loves renee and erin.
but the one person that took care of her every single time she needed someone...
she could care less about.
why?
because apparently i am too judgemental.
all i was asking is that she let me be her friend and help me understand her.
somehow it's all turned around and i'm the asshole.
it's all so fucked.
oh well, it's over now.

on another sour note...
we're back to closing again.
the landlord wants us to sign a new lease for a year.
brenda won't do it.
so we either have till oct 31 or nov 31.
luckily, i pretty much already have another job lined up.
i meet with her tomorrow
woo hoo.

i also am starting to gain my winter coat and it is making me hate life pretty hard.
i honestly think i need to start going to overeater's anonymous.
like, really.
i just can't stop.

which leads me to the... how the FUCK did i get so lucky to get a guy that doesn't give a shit about how fat i am?
he doesn't think i need to lose weight.
sure.
haha.
he's awesome.
he actually told me yesterday that he was laying next to me when i was sleeping... and for a good 10 minutes he just watched me and thought about how much he loves me.
he even said that he literally laughed out loud at how much.
and that he was just thinking about our engagement and everything.
damn, i love him.

so much work to do...
so little time.
i better go.