phase I : complete

Tonight was my last night at the bookstore. I'm more sad than I anticipated. There's something horrible and wonderful about retail, scratch that, retail bookstore. I almost need it. I need the reason to bitch, I think. I need the closeness of the staff (usually). It's a common bond and for the most part, we're all pretty literate and intelligent...for the most part. Anyway, I'm really going to miss them. They made that retail job more than tolerable. Of course, ask me that if I'd worked more than 2 days a week there. ;) *sigh*

Thank you nejgasmo and her boy, who's LJ name I do not know, for coming to see me. That was really sweet of both of you. :) I'm now going to go make leg coverings out of all of my old sweaters. :D

I'm going out tonight, I suppose. Though the not drinking thing is making me a little blah. I miss those days. I'm not going to, but shit. Let's not lie. The drinks loosened me up enough so that I wasn't so self-conscious. I'll just have to do it without outside help, eh? You can dance if you want to... I'm also reluctant to go now for other reasons. But I should. I need to dance, dammit. It's been so long. And it's not like there will be a plethora of dance clubs in good ol' Kansas. Not even Kansas City really.

Oh...and I got an online curse for car trouble. Whoever sent that, thank you. I needed a laugh. :)

FUCK, it's cold in here.