...late for work!

I should be at work like a good little girl. I should be there sewing my heart out and trying to defy those who have no faith in my abilities...I should be more responsible and get my butt off this kinda uncomfortable library chair and walk the 3 more blocks to work...shoulda...woulda...naaaah!

I'm not getting paid for anything grand, this is my own bloody time! Of course the fact that nobody has any faith in me doesn't quite help. My boss told me that some people at work don't think that I'll "cut it" (pun not intended) as an alterationist...well, doesn't that just make my life better? I had to tell her that with me you don't kick a dog when it's down..meaning...shut up!! I don't particularly like negative feedback or critisim of any kind, so when I hear something like that, it has a tendency to make me want to get very upset. She thought it would "inspire" me to greatness to defy those who dare speak ill about me....whatever *rolls eyes*.

With how she's been treating me lately, she's lucky she doesn't have a very big indentation on one of her precious shop walls...did I mention they're brick?? Naw...now my conscience is getting the better of me...grrr...stupid conscience.

Life ok, I just got over a rather nasty flu/cold type thingy I've affectionately started to call the fluold (rhymes with "fold"), all I know is that I'm glad I'm not pasty anymore....I'm officially back to my alabaster type color....hmm...sunshine would be good now...heh.

I'm walking to work now, and the weather is holding nicely, I'm trying to get my body used to walking because I've decided to walk Bloomsday this year. It's a 7 mile thing that happens here every year, and it's quite large...thankfully I won't be alone, I've managed to sucker...er..em.."convince" some of my friends to do it with me. It's gonna be fun. I haven't done anything like that since '98...wow...I'm getting old.

Well, guilt is getting the better of me, so I'm off to spend the rest of this lovely afternoon in a windowless room that is smaller than my bathroom with a lady that doesn't like to brush her teeth very often...(my tutor...gag). Cheerio!