Bah

*sigh* Nine hours later I am home. And the worst part of it all, I'm only paid for 8 of those hours. No, I didn't take an hour to get to and from work, nope, we're just not paid for the hardest part of our job that last 30 to 60 minutes at the end of shift where we must count money, organize papers and fill out uneeded calculations, and fight to close that damn door.
Yes, I've had a bad day. Sorry.
And somehow all day I tricked myself into thinking there would be someone here to hold me when I got home. But alas, the trickery has tricked me. Instead of arms to fall into, I beheld a cat mess and a smelly house (I missed garbage day today - slept in). So instead of crying my eyes out in those comforting arms I have made myself a dacquiri (minus the slushiness) and have given the cats ice cubes to play with.
Saw someone from high school today. You know, its funny how when you are able to be with someone (and really want to) they can't and when they want to be with you, you've got someone (though somehow want to be with them still). Anyways, I have a number with a note that says "If you change your mind or get lonely..." Lonely yeah... I got that one down pat.. but not changing my mind... at least not right now. I don't think I should be excited about getting to see this person everyday... ...
On a lighter note, House was on last night. It was the season finale. I don't know if I can go a whole summer without any new episodes of House. Its surprising how a ass like House can be so attractive. Anyways, it was a confusing episode. I was completly lost by the end of it. And I'm not impressed that I have to wait to find out what the hell was going on.
I don't work till 1 tomorrow. And I"m training a girl. That could be interesting. I'm glad they think I know enough to let me train though, cause they are always treating me like I know nothing. Its quite frustrating. I heard a couple of the girls today talking bout how they just couldn't understand what my boss had thought I"d be good for at this job... yeah... that was a nice stab in the back... oh but that's the world's mission, I swear it.
On a medical note, not that the back stabbing couldn't be considered medical... after my battery of test results came back, the doctor introduced me to a thing called Chronic Fatigue Syndrome... my first thought was that it sounded tiring. My thoughts are smart. Essentially it explains all my physical problems, from the fever to the aches and pains to the lack of energy to the depression. Though it is nice to know all my medical problems can all go under one heading, the fact that there doesn't seem to be much of a "cure" for it is kinda frustrating.
But anyways, that's my update, perhaps I'll find something funny or something to post later... really I only post these things for my own sanity and benefit I doubt my life and my endless number of problems are of any interest to you... yet I write anyways.
Later, must find energy to clean my house.