“Fuck it, shit happens. You’ll be okay”

12 12 2008

I have been off work for 3 days and today is supposed to be my first day back. But I feel like ass, my throat is killing me. I FBI k I might die. But i’m going to suck it up and go in to work, but you better bet that if I get the chance to go home I’ll take it.

On a lighter note about work, I’m about 98% sure that Maggie is getting a job with me today, she’ll be working nights which unfortunately, I don’t work often enough. But i’m sure I’ll start when she begins work, I’ll probably be the one to train her which is awesome. I miss having my friends work with me at subway. Also it will give us more time to hang out because her and I don’t see each other nearly enough.

Lately I had been feeling bad about the way things have been going, I’ve decided to let that pass, not shit happening but me feeling bad about it. Fuck it, shit happens. I am by no means saying I’m fine with it, because it sucks hard. But as much as I’d like to, it seems like there’s nothing I can’t do. Conversation and communication is key but that, like the economy, hasn’t been on the rise lately. I’m sure things will look up, they usually seem to.