Whee!

I know I should be cleaning Haru's tank right now, I feel as though he's glaring at me right now while I'm sitting here blaring random songs on Kazaa and trying to contain the urge to eat the veggie sushi and stuffed bun I have upstairs in the fridge. I'm saving it for work tonight, the thought of even looking at KFC food and thinking of eating it makes my stomach do back flips and generally is just a bad idea on my intestine's behalf. I went out with Cam and Laura again today; the Final Fantasy figure shipment didn't come in while we were out, so Friday will be promising and full of anime related purchases.

My parents are still fussing over my work, which really starts to get under my skin now. I like working where I am, believe it or not. It's when they start pestering my about it that I really start to dislike coming home and hearing them grumble about how everyone else is wrong or at fault; how I should get more hours and less time at home. And then they complain about me not spending time with them? Why not shove a hot poker into my heart and then yell at me for being seriously wounded? And they wonder why I'm so temper mental around them now. I love my parents, but they just have to realize that I need to figure things out on my own. My job is my job, my responsibility and my commitment. End of story.

I'm giddy and can't wait to go to work, strangely enough my co-workers seem to take away ever my deepest worries at times. I'm going to get my license in January, or earlier depending on the winter driving conditions. It makes me pretty nervous at the thought of being behind the wheel of a caravan, but I think once I get used to driving I might be ok. My anxiety about driving hasn't lessened since my last driving practice with Wade (who is way too jumpy and loud to ever practice with)and I don't think I'll practice much with the members of my family in the vehicle with me anymore. They'd scream, and I'd be liable to hit the gas and take out our back porch.

Random thought for the day: There is a thing as too much mayo on a sandwich, Subway workers. Please try and consider the thought that all customers don't want to drown in their sandwich's sauce. Thank You.

Bluefish