*shudders*

really nasty hangover.
can i do the whole * i am never ever drinking again* thing? yeah, well, i know i will.

*shudders*

at least it is raining. that is always nice. and now, i get to go scour for jobs on the internet. job hunting is almost as bad as works crapness.
why does my dream job have to have so much conflict? i love the place. i Love my bookstore so much. i love picking the books, i love my customers, i love the books we have. i love so much about the job... i am just sick of walking into work and feeling this physical bad energy from the people in the coffee shop. i am sick of them constantly being irritated, mad, annoyed, furious at me/us because We DO a DIFFERENT JOB. and i do not respect being told what to do by people who are Not my boss, and have nothing to do with my job. i hate passive aggressive behaviour. i hate this negativity. it's just vile, and i am Over it. i would rather do a job i could just do.

i would actually rather just knit.

*sulks in a hung-over way...*