Sick??

I kind of feel ill. Ugh. But being me, I have to spend this time on the computer. BUT luckily since this IS a laptop, I can still lie on this here bed here here. I don't know why I'm talking so weird. Well not so much talking more of just typing weird. Ahh. Anyways, I hope it wasn't the fact that my mom and I shared one of these:
Well she hasn't eaten her half yet but I ate mine. I don't know why it would make me sick but you never know, right? Ugh I have a headache. And now thinking about eating that is making me feel kind of weird.
Now I am just waiting for Isaac to get online so I can complain about how I don't feel well. I have been such a complainer lately. Ahhhh nah I will try not to.

In this search for a job I just don't know what to do. I just need some little simple thing. It can be in retail I just don't want to have to try to push some store credit card or something so that narrows down a bunch of places I don't want to work. It seems as though all the coolest places to work are little shops they aren't hiring. Lucky betches. I want to work in a little weird record store or something. I think that would be cool. Maybe not? How would I know? I don't. But I have bad judgment. I thought Toys R Us would have been cool. It's not like I was expecting to play with toys there but I thought that the environment would make people there happier and funner to be around but it seems to do the opposite. Save your soul and don't work there. Because of Toys R Sucks, I am assuming that every store would be absolute hell to work in. It's funny because I thought that over time I would get used to it and it would just seem like part of my life - going to work at TRU - but really every day I went to work there it felt like my first day and like everyone was stressed about everything. It just sucked the life out of me, I felt. The days I had off were spent thinking about how I would have to go back to work the next day and wander around the store aimlessly trying to avoid management because even if I WAS doing everything right AND with a smile on my face, I was just glared at or yelled at on the headset walkie talkie things. Maybe there were a couple fun or just not so horrible times but I hardly remember them in the mess of the crap. The day and couple weeks after quitting were the best days I had in many months, I believe. It's possible that I made the experience worse by not looking on the bright side of things or at least talking to more co workers, but I really did talk to some of them and found plenty to be nice but MOST of the nice ones broke down and quit soon after starting. Hmm.