Yesterday, I had a great day. Nothing great happened, but nothing bad happened, and I wasn't in a bad mood or feeling negative once. I was having such a relaxed and comfortable day that I didn't even want to talk about it. I just wanted to enjoy it.

I have very little to say today though, to be honest. I feel a little strange because I stayed up so late last night and then slept in late, but the problem with sleeping in during the Winter is that it's nearly dark when you get up. I made that huge mistake one should never make when waking up the morning, or this afternoon, rather: I woke up at around 1pm (7 hours of sleep), and felt pretty well rested and awake, but because my room and my bed looked so cozy, I decided to go back to sleep. Why not? I have to be at work at 6pm, I have time. See, that's never a good idea. My body was done sleeping, and I forced into back into a coma. So, I woke up at 2:30pm, with the sun quite low in the sky, and I feel heavy and exhausted.

Not exactly a horrible day, but I'm a little upset because MTV seems to be screwing up the ass again when it comes to money. Swear to God, I think when you work for MTV, you end up losing more money than you earn. I'm not talking about BMP this time. Just MTV. I'm not going to go into it, but basically they are expecting and possibly demanding that I work for them for free, costing me shifts when I actually could earn some money. Shitty, shitty, shitty. I have serious regrets about some decisions I've made in the past year. There was only one good decision I made: to adopt koalas.

On to stupid news: I found this website that has little AOL Buddy Icons, and they're all buddy icons where the little AOL instant messenger figure guy is doing all different things. Funny part is that there is a section called naughty where you have to go through the whole I'm-over-18 disclaimer, and the little IM dude is doing some seriously nasty things to other IM dudes. It's badassbuddys...that's the name of the site, I believe. I don't know, I think it's pretty damn funny.

I hate giving my address to someone. I don't mean that I hate someone having it or anything along those lines. I mean, I hate the part where you're actually telling the person what your address is. I can never get the speed right. The person giving the address obviously thinks it's easy enough, so one usually tends to speed through it not realizing that there may be spelling questions. If you take too long, giving them time to write, you sometimes have that moment where you start to give the next part and the person is asking for the next part at the same time, so you're talking over each other. Then sometimes you both repeat yourselves, talking over each other again. Sometimes you spell words that are really obvious, so you spell them hyper fast because you don't want to insult them, but you want it to be clear, and it confuses them even more. Sometimes, you give them the benefit of the doubt and don't spell anything, and then they spell it all back to you anyway (which I find really annoying, I don't know why). It just seems to be a hassle for me a lot of the time, and it really shouldn't be such a big deal.

I have to say, I enjoy running food. I know that's brainless, and it doesn't pay a dime, but you get to hang out in the kitchen and not deal with costumers, and you still get to hang out with the waitstaff, most of whom at this place are super cool. I get to make sure that everything is organized and orders are all together, and I LOVE organization, so I have to say, I've had a pretty decent time being a food runner. Problem with food running, however, is that you begin the job at 6pm, end around midnight, and no matter how much you stuff your face before you begin your shift, you're going to be damn hungry before the end of it, and I'm sitting here in front of all these plates of food, still steaming, saying goodbye to them over and over. I bet by the end of the night, every plate that leaves that kitchen is covered in spit from my salivating all over it. Ew. Sorry. No, I don't really do that. It would be gross. Well, my plan tonight is to shove a bacon cheese burger down my throat right before I go in. That should keep me stuffed. Problem is, I'm hungry now, it's 4pm, and my shift doesn't start until 6pm. I'll buy two sandwiches. Eat one now. The other I'll keep with me all night, and whenever I feel a little hungry, I'll shove a big bite in.

If I were on Trading Spaces, I'd want to work with Genevieve to do my friend's place, but have Vern do mine. I LOVE his rooms. I don't think I've liked a single thing Doug has done ever. He's the absolute worst. Hilde is hit or miss. Same with Laurie. I usually love Genevieve's designs, but she's had a few bad ideas in her time. Vern. Defnitely Vern. God, this episode today, Doug turned an adult bedroom into like some train room? He made the whole thing curtains. And the room is just royal blue. And he made their bed into a huge couch. What adult couple would want that? That's horrible.

I can't imagine that one day I'll be able to afford a real house AND be able to beautifully furnish every room in it. I mean, I can't even afford a lamp right now. How does that happen? How do people do it?

Work soon. Gotta go.