Irritated

So it's early evening on Thursday and I'm laying in my room, thinking maybe I should write something when I'm not at work for once. I've only been doing this for a few days but I'm trying to get into it so it become more than a passing hobby, but something I actually keep up on. Although I doubt many will read it. :) I don't think it cooled off in here last night...well I probably only could've gotten it to the low 70's anyway, but since I left at 10:30 last night and it was still in the 80's there was no point. Today was in the 90's and actually cooler, if you can believe it. Yesterday when I got home my car said (yes, my car talks to me, ha) that it was 105. Today it was 93. I don't find the 90's comfortable, but it beats 100. Now I lay here, irritable because I'm hot, tired, and getting hungry. I'm trying to get some kind of normal sleep schedule tonight, but I really want to sleep right now. A cold shower might be what I need. I'm hoping the cooling trend starts soon. Pretty please???

Five Hour Energy

This is going to be a large part of my lunch...you know, the little orange bottle that is filled with the liquid that doesn't taste very good, but is supposed to work. I doubt it works on me. I tried it once before and didn't notice much of anything. But I'm dead tired again today, and I'm probably making coworkers think I have no potential in the new dept. I'm starting to think that myself. I love spending time with my boyfriend but somehow I'm going to have to restrict myself a little during the week. Even after getting six hours of sleep after work yesterday I'm still tired, my body won't change to this schedule. Oh well. Better get off this computer and go to lunch or work...I'm looking worse and worse by blogging during training!

Tired

It's time to work again. It seems as though I get in the mood to write on here when I am at work, which is not the best time, obviously. At home the internet connection is annoying and there are other things I am doing...usually napping. Sounds productive, right? I've never considered myself to be all that productive but my new roommate probably thinks I'm awful. I come home from work and sleep almost immediately on most nights. This is because I go to my boyfriend's place a lot when he gets done at work, which is 10:30pm. So I'll possibly get 5 hours before I stay up all night and come to work the next day. I was just saying to him there needs to be more hours in a day in general so there would be more time to do other things besides work. But, like we both agreed, they'd probably just make us work longer hours.

Songs in my head

Ever realized there can be one hundred songs in your head at once...or am I just crazier than I thought?

The sun may be beautiful but...

...I prefer summer rain. And we need a lot of it at once or it will just be humid. I want it to pour down and cool it off to the point where I can curl up in a shirt with long sleeves and sweats and be content. The sound of rain, the smell of it in the summer...it's one of my favorite things. I think it would clear my mind of one or two thoughts that are poking at the back of it right now. Or at least put them on hold.

Trying to look pretty

I was trying to make the blog look pretty, anyway. And I can't believe how much time that just took. I finally found a site with some templates that I liked and I had to unzip them and upload them differently and I didn't know how. Nothing on the site explained it, but I eventually found a site that did. And it was just to make my page a little prettier. How come I rarely put that much effort into making myself a little prettier? Maybe because I only had to do that for my page once. Who wants to put that much effort in every day? Not me.

It really happened...

He told me he loved me. I never thought I'd hear it from anyone, and I heard it from the sweetest guy in the world this weekend. And of course I said it back...I've wanted to say it for a little while now. But considering I said it before to a person or two and didn't hear the reply I wanted I didn't want to be the first to say it. I don't know how I was lucky enough to find him. I didn't think it would ever happen. But here I am, and I am going to say the thing that everyone said to me which used to annoy me- don't lose hope, it will happen when you least expect it.