There's no escape; I can't wait

Man, I always seem to be behind on updates. I used to post things right after they happened, but that doesn't seem to happen any more.

Anyway.

So, Wednesday, I opened. That was okay. That was actually one of the shifts I was covering for Adam. One of three, but that's cool - I already had 40+ hours scheduled, so they'd *all* be overtime - at least 20 hours or so. Good stuff. I was supposed to go to a meeting after I got off, but I fell asleep when I got home. I didn't think I was that tired, but I did close Tuesday, then I was up all night posting stuff and screwing around, then went in and opened. I didn't realize how tired I was 'til I came home and lied down for a bit to check my email. Crashed out almost right away. I felt bad about it, until I really thought about it - I was covering Adam and Dave's ass and making sure the store was taken care of. Yeah, I had agreed to go the meeting and missed it, but at least I was showing up for my shifts and covering other people's as well.

Anyway.

Woke up 'bout 4:30 or so. I didn't do onions that morning, 'cause I figured I was going to come in and do them later. So I did - I figured since I was already doing them and I had to open Thursday as well, I'd go ahead and do enough for both days. I... went a little overboard and cut something like 2 1/2 bags of onions. That's... oh, 125 pounds of onions. Or so. It ended up being enough for Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and some for Saturday. Yeah. I was also going to take the deposit, but I forgot about it, so I had to go back again and get it. Since I was in the area, I decided to stop by Lilie's and say hey. She seems to be fairly receptive to that kind of out-of-the-blue greeting, so I decided to go for it again. Or something like that.

We hung out for a while. It was coo. She mainly played WoW, which is good, 'cause I hate disrupting people's normal patterns or having a fuss made or stuff like that; There were, though a few moments that stuck out in my mind. I was sitting there cross-legged on the floor, and she came over and sat on my lap and cuddled up against me. Similiar thing when I was sitting over in the big comfy chair. It's... nice to know that we're still good friends, that we're still close. I still feel comfortable around her, even if she does confuse me at times (though she's not doing it on purpose - she confuses herself just as much.) I did get another reminder that she reads my journal, though - she started talking to me about there not being another reason about us breaking up, and no ulterior anything, and that she still likes me. That's not something I hear very often, nor have cause to believe. So I feel warm and fuzzy inside, and it's all her fault.

Went out and got some KFC; got back in time to watch The Daily Show for the first time in a few months. Good stuff. They had a double-feature, which was really nice. I don't think I stayed that long after that. They did a promo for Death to Smoochy, which it turned out she hadn't seen yet. I had a copy of it on my comp. so I asked her if she wanted to get together some time later to watch it, since it's such an awesome movie. We decided on the next day, Thursday, since she was off and I was opening again. Came home, crashed, some ol' same ol'.