Tears and Fears

Just get out my face;
Just leave me alone! -- Knock 'em Out, Lily Allen

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It feels like I've been running around more than usual, even though I've had more time to sleep. Last night I got off from a particularly rough night at work. CodyMo left the bar "set" as he would call it, but it felt more like it was prepped for a Monday night rather than a Friday. Something happened, to say the least, and we ran out of everything, and so, for my first actual night, I'm having to call for back up, there are about four or five other people who know how to make drinks coming back to make their own drinks more often than not, and for the few people I actually did serve myself, I made a nice 51 quid. Satisfying. Some good friends came and sat at my top for a bit and it was nice to actually do something for them, and to have conversation and people to watch the crazy things that were happening to me; they did, however, miss the fantastic moment when one of the mix machines fell apart and all but spewed more than half its contents out on the floor.

Needless to say, I got home, made a few unconnected calls, and fell asleep. I suppose I was more tired than even I realized, because I woke in the middle of the night and fought with myself to get up and turn the tele off... and then it was around 8am.

Today, Jon and I went to the bookstore and looked for a book for him. He didn't find the one he was looking for, and I had never heard of it, so I wasn't much help, but he did find a book he had been wanting since someone had apparently stolen it from him, and I got a nice book happily titled "The Shortest Way to Hades". I'm looking forward to an enjoyable read... once I get done with the two other books I'm supposed to be working on from Shad. I keep running out of time! Ah, but no excuses, eh? I did get my Stimulus check in yesterday or so. It was a peculiar 413, rather than just 300, or even the wonderful 600 that I was really hoping for, and which Jon received. I suppose I can't be too cross about it, after all, I did receive money for free, and I did get more than the bare minimum...

Josh's wedding is coming up in a couple of days. I'm not ready for it. I thought I was, and I think I am, but I know inside me I'm not... Among the other things on my mind is this whole deal involving who I can and can't talk to. Jon told me today I talk to much. It didn't occur to me later that he might have been referring to that exact moment in conversation when he casually slipped it in with a percolating laugh. I should have known. At any rate, I have made a choice to stop being so ... oratory, especially since I'm not a master at the issue; it might save a handful of souls from certain undermining rumours and derisive dictation.

Family is about to come in. I need to be gone...