YAWN!

Umm... I remember vaguely complaining about being up at 7:30. Why the heck, then, am I up now at 7? Why have I been up since 6:15? Why am I sitting at the computer, planning to go to the movies sometime tonight, and singing loudly along with Keep it Together, thus breaking my in-chronological-order thing I have going on (KiT's always been the exception, though... silly me). How am I getting away with this? Today, ah wonderful day... my dad woke me up this morning because I was going to go up to Cleveland to see my mom and sister off on their way to Kentucky (by bus this time, so my mom doesn't have to drive). Then, they realized that my dad has to work today at his new job up in Cleveland (Yaaaay!), and there wouldn't be time for me to get back home. So, since I can't really fall asleep again right now, I am enjoying the first time that I have the house totally to myself for more than a few hours. Why sleep through all of them? Even though, most likely, my dad won't be home again until I've already left for the movies. Perhaps I should have mentioned that I was going this morning, but you can't expect my brain to function at 6am, can you?

Last night at work was... weird. That's what I get for working with MC again. At least I didn't fall over in the back or trip over the mat this time. I told her about my Star Jones plays every character movie, and I remembered that in my dream last night I did watch a bit of SpyKids, that consisted of a strange giant robot flying straight at everyone for no reason. We were also selling white chocolate M&Ms at the concession. That would be good, so no one go stealing my idea now, OK? Maybe if I sell it, and it takes off, I could pay for college. Hehehe. I think I got up too early today to have had any dreams. 6.5 hours of sleep isn't very pretty. Especially when it's actually more like 5.5. I will not fall alseep again!

I wonder if my check has arrived in Oklahoma yet. My mom doesn't want it to come, she believes that it's "Inappropriate... for any occasion." Maybe I'll put that on a shirt.

No Such Thing

Remember my day to myself? Yeah... it was gonna be great. I was gonna sit around for awhile, maybe take a nap. Watch some TV, listen to my CDs, maybe even watch my Hitchhiker's Guide DVDs for fun. It never quite works out like how I thought.

( Let's recount my entire morning, in stunning IronO-Vision! (rather long) )

I'm not entirely sure I've done that code right... I guess we'll find out. I'm not used to hitting my I've-been-up-for-12-hours point for at least another four hours... this has made me a little giddy/delerious. I think I only got about 5 hours of sleep last night. I already mentioned that in the last entry, didn't I? At least there's the prospect of seeing most of my friends together for awhile for the first time since about graduation. And definately the first time in a long time I've seen them out-of-uniform. At least there are no more graduation parties for me to go to in my uniform. Dratted Regal Cinemas. I'm always there on my day off, too. What the heck is wrong with me?

They're doing all sorts of bizarre things to our hours now at the theatre. Instead of opening at 11 like we used to, we now start at 12. I'm going to forget that tomorrow, I know it. At least until I get there at 11 and go "what the heck??" I need all the hours I can get, darnit! I think we've already had two people quit in the last week (two that I won't miss too much, though). I imagine quite a few will be gone before the end of the month. At least one, because I know she's going back to college, and I imagine that the others my age are, too. I wonder who I'll end up working with in September.

Bah, I think I'd better get offline, in case anyone else is trying to get ahold of my mom. She must not have told anyone she was going on vacation.