Working for the Weekend
For some reason I keep thinking today is Thursday. I guess for some, today IS Thursday. But for me, today is Wednesday. The whole week has been this way. Monday I thought it was Tuesday. Yesterday I thought it was today. And today I’ve thought it was tomorrow. If tomorrow is Friday, it’s really going to suck when Friday DOES come and I have to get up and come to work. I think my body’s hormones hate me. My brain can’t even keep up with all of this.
I think Matt is going to propose soon.
My Scott is coming in town in one week (from tomorrow/today).
My dad is coming in one week after that.
My 21st birthday is one week after that.
I have no one to celebrate with, really. (except Matt, Nate and Travis (which are good friends, but still!!) )
I have to go to work now. I’ll post more exciting stuff later.
