Current mood:	annoyed
Current music:	"Acoustic," Bayside

set yourself on fire
There were fireworks going off until after 11 tonight. I'd like to kick all of those people in the teeth. Not necessarily because I was trying to sleep (I wasn't), but because I was trying to watch Angel and I couldn't hear a goddamn thing even with all the windows closed and the volume cranked up way too high. Fucking ridiculous.

I love it when it's been so long since I've watching something that it's almost like seeing it for the first time. Except I know what's going to happen, and how the story ends. But still! I need to embark on my annual-ish Buffy and Angel marathon, now that it's summertime and the livin' is slightly easier. Good times. It would be better if I had someone to watch it with, though. Joe and I used to have Buffy marathons all the time, but now I'm all alone with my TV. It's kind of sad. But at least there'll be no one around to witness me singing along once I get to "Once More, With Feeling." So that's a plus, I guess.

I should really be sleeping. We need to get up super early and try to take the hamster to the vet before we both have to go to work. She's not doing well. It's really sad. And also badly timed. I'm in a very good place right now, financially-speaking. The last thing I need is vet bills. But what can you do?

I've been thinking about looking for a second job, because although I might be able to get more hours at Michael's, I really don't want them. I'm so bored with this job. I've been there for over a year now, and I can't even stand it anymore. It's the same thing every day. It's driving me nuts. I latch onto new people like they're fucking oxygen, because it's all stagnant. And this is me we're talking about. Little Miss I Don't Like Meeting New People. Well, I don't. But it's either converse with the new blood - which the framing department never has anyway - or go batshit crazy. I swear to god, making sandwiches at the bagel shop was more mentally stimulating. At least they played actual music. At Michael's they play the same two or three inoffensive, elevator-style jingles over and over again. They're imprinted on my skull.

In the midst of all this ranting, I should take a moment to say that I actually do like the people I work in the shop with. That and my mysterious sense of duty and responsibility is rapidly becoming all that's keeping me there. I feel like I can't leave, because one other guy is leaving soon and they have to train someone to replace him. And they're painfully slow about hiring people for the shop. So I feel like I'd be leaving a big hole that they'd have trouble filling. I also feel a bit like I'd be betraying my co-workers. Which is fucked up, really. It's a part-time job. But I guess I form bonds. Or maybe I just like to make myself feel way more important than I am. Either way, I feel a bit trapped. Like I can't get out even if I want to. I don't like that feeling. It's more than a little suffocating.

I'm in a weird place right now. My life feel simultaneously stagnant and rushing by faster than I can manage.

Anyway. Let's balance out all that negativity, shall we? Five things I am happy about right now: getting to hang out with Amanda this weekend, the enormous amount of fruit in my fridge right now, having Sunday and Monday off, being able to pay my bills for another month at least, and finally finding a way to wear the awesome-but-too-long skirts I bought at Target months ago without looking like a stumpy Hobbit.