is it because i work during the week and no one does anything on the weekends? it could be that i also go to school two nights a week? or do people just hate me?
and---i expect all the excuses that i've heard before (i'm not discounting them, just letting you all know that i know what you're going to say):
I work weekends.
I work during the week.
I gotta get up early.
I got finals.
I don't wanna drink.
It's getting late.
I'm tired.
I gotta spend time with my boyfriend.
But it's board game night.
But we're going to the bar.
I can't.
That takes work.
We don't hate you.
I can't have anyone over.
I'm going straight home.
Listen to you guys (and I'm not saying i'm completely innocent, but at least i make an effort).
Sigh, it's not like I've complained about this to nai a billion times anyway.
This labor day, I need to do something crazy. But it seems like I'll be alone in that game.
Camp anyone? Hollywood? Disneyland? Something?
Well, here's my alternate universe for your entertainment and mine; work (since it's the only other place I hang out at these days:
That's my desk.
The left side. (Yes, there's my betta that was featured in the last blog)
Look, there's a frame with a few good Mac 'n me's in there.
The typical view outta my cube.
A note to myself.
My little whiteboard that hangs behind me.
There's my neighbor, Stella--working diligently.
My bestfriend at work, Udon: she's "ghetto-laid back."
And, there I am. Obviously not working.
Monstro: the inflated bellied hermit fish. <3 He helps me get through the day.
See how bored I am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SAve Me.
Because:
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