S’cuse me, where is my weekend?
Monday, November 6th, 2006My weekend was so busy. I worked about 20 hours. So it was basically not a weekend. But who needs weekends anyway? Sleeping in, breakfast for hours, walking around in jamies the whole day. Silly stuff. Well I really enjoyed working though. I wasn’t in the ticket shop talking to dumb people on the phone who don’t know anything (sometimes even not their own zip code). I was in the arena selling tickets at the infocounter, which is a lot more fun. Well saturday was fun. Sunday I had a huge hang over from Katharinas birthday party. I actually planned on stopping by for an hour or so. I stayed till four and had way to many drinks…
Sunday: getting up at ten, big head ache, asprin…leaving for work looking like &$%§. I was happy when I was done. It was horrible, my boss kept stopping by, watching me work. And my stomach felt sick, probably because I haven’t eaten much.
Sunday night I went to a dance performance, which I really quite enjoyed, but not only because one of the dancers looked like Shane 
current music: Katie Melua-Crawling up a hill
current mood: excited