I didn't work last night either. 3 days in a row, I didn't work. I turned down work for two of those days because I was scheduled at my job, but then I didn't work. I got royally fucked over. I may quit. Haven't decided.
I have decided to go to the gym, however. Very scary since I haven't been to a gym in several years. I'm not in terrible shape, I'm thin, but it's still a tiny bit intimidating. I found a fabulously mellow gym though. (read: no 'roid monkeys)
I am losing sleep over my bad job, no money situation. It's terrible. But I just talked to a girlfriend who recently quit her old shitty job (where she hated the job, her boss and her co-workers), and has moved to a new position at higher pay and way better people. It was uplifting to hear her say that she hated her job and left it. It made me think, "See Namechange, life is just a series of situations that come and go. You have no money and a bad job now, but nothing stays the same forever..."
anyway, i'm off to the gym to get my 6 pack abs. (or sit in the steam room...whatever)
