Closet Extremist

Somebody get me a bell to ring.

Well, I've been attempting to get some rest over the last few days, and have had a little success, so that's good. Unfortunately I have managed to get myself a huge stye on my left eyelid. I hate these things, and I get them about once a year or so. Always on my left eyelid too. I even have a scar on it from when I've had to lance the stupid things in the past. I hope I don't have to lance this one, as that sort of thing hurts.

When did I get it? About three days ago, before my lady-friend came back into the store again. Of course. Here I am trying to flirt with a pretty girl, and I look like I should be living in a bell tower somewhere. Damn the luck. I'm tickled that I was outside when she hollered at me, so I could keep my sunglasses on while we talked. Instead of being all "swayve and de-boner" this time, I wound up feeling like a teenager trying to talk to the first girl he had a crush on. It's okay though. It looks like she'll be getting a job there, so I'll have plenty of other opportunities to "chat her up".

I got to spend a nice afternoon with my Mom yesterday. She put me to work as usual, but I don't care. I like doing nice things for my Mom and Dad, and it gives me a good excuse to spend a little time with them. My Dad is stuck on an 11:30AM to 8:00PM shift this week, so I didn't get a chance to see him, but he called me up and said hi last night anyway. It's a good day when I get the chance to tell my parents I love them.

Gotta go now. I'm on a 10:00AM to 7:00PM shift for the majority of this week. I like the 7:00 to 4:00 shift a lot better. See you after the "salt mine".