August 9, 2003
My Day.

...Well, technically, yesterday and a bit of the day before, at this point.. However. I should really be asleep, and I'm only writing this because I get the feeling that if I don't, I'm going to stew over it today, and what is currently mostly me just feeling a bit put off will turn into psuedo-angst. This means, of course, that this is me being whiny. Stop now if you don't feel like dealing with it.

So. Evening before yesterday. Totally lost my temper over something so totally trivial that I'm too embarassed to say what. I do try and control it, but sometimes, it just doesn't work. Anyway. After that, I couldn't get any sleep. So I ended up with four hours of sleep, and a six to nine am shift.

On the subject of the job. Dear lord, why do people swim so early? There were three little old ladies waiting for me to open the door. I think they would have started to riot had I waited five minutes longer. Then there were the slightly scary old men, later (Dad, I don't mean you, alright?).

Of course, my boss tells me that the government sent my paperwork back because I didn't file a work permit with it. So I was supposed to get paid yesterday, but I didn't. And I did need that money.

Come home, found that my fabric still hadn't arrived. Talked to Su-kun, told her not to get herself killed. Guess what she almost does. You can read her version here, or take my short overview summary which is as follows - Car. Wet road. Telephone pole. You're all bright people, I assume you can figure it out. Before anyone asks, yeah, she's okay. Four stitches, mild concussion, and some bruises, but she was wandering around talking to me, so she'll be okay, I think. However, my nerves are understandibly a bit fried. I don't really deal with this sort of thing often (actually, this is just about the first time. Grace got hit by a car pulling out last year, but it was going slow, so she got up and rode her bike home from the ordeal. A bruise or two, nothing more). For the rest of my friends - please, please don't do anything stupid. Ever. I try to keep my sanity at a level where I can function in society, and people I consider decently close friends wrecking their cars and ending up at the hospital really does not help.

Okay. To try and steer away from the negative, I will say that she is a wonderful, wonderful person. Nice, helpful, and encouraging <3