A few more hours and I have to go to work. I absolutely hate closing, and I have to do it three days in a row this week- today, tomorrow, and the dread uber-slow Sunday! Then I've got to come in Moday morning at 8am after closing at 1am. My manager, who is an all-around nice guy and who never purposely schedules someone to come in so early after closing the night before, offered to give me Monday off. But that would mean they'd be short a person for the busiest stretch of the day. Plus, I can't afford to lose the hours. So I'm doing it. It will, however, suck ass. At least I have Tuesday off.
So I mentioned last entry I'd been doing the rollerderby thing. I'll update more extensively on that at a later date. And yes, this will include pictures of me in roller skates. Mind you, until a couple weeks ago, I'd not skated for over ten years. Needless to say, I've fallen down a lot. But it's been fun, despite my lack of skating skill. As I explained to my father, "This combines my love of team sports in which hurting people is the predominant goal of my position with my love of dressing up in ridiculous outfits". My father at once understood, and blessed me with the words, "You know, you're going to break your fucking neck". Now if I could only match my enthusiasm with some grace and finesse, I'd be a fuckin' natural.
Indeed.
Okay. I was planning on a longer update, but an old friend whom I haven't spoken to in a long while called me midway through. We had a lovely conversation, but I'm not really in the updating mood anymore. So. Apologies. I feel like my last few entries have been kind of lame and half-hearted, and I'm sorry for it. I'll get back into the habit eventually.
Much love.
Madly,
-Hyena.
So I mentioned last entry I'd been doing the rollerderby thing. I'll update more extensively on that at a later date. And yes, this will include pictures of me in roller skates. Mind you, until a couple weeks ago, I'd not skated for over ten years. Needless to say, I've fallen down a lot. But it's been fun, despite my lack of skating skill. As I explained to my father, "This combines my love of team sports in which hurting people is the predominant goal of my position with my love of dressing up in ridiculous outfits". My father at once understood, and blessed me with the words, "You know, you're going to break your fucking neck". Now if I could only match my enthusiasm with some grace and finesse, I'd be a fuckin' natural.
Indeed.
Okay. I was planning on a longer update, but an old friend whom I haven't spoken to in a long while called me midway through. We had a lovely conversation, but I'm not really in the updating mood anymore. So. Apologies. I feel like my last few entries have been kind of lame and half-hearted, and I'm sorry for it. I'll get back into the habit eventually.
Much love.
Madly,
-Hyena.
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confounding indeed