What was wrong with the van.

I’m so glad that there was nothing wrong with the gas tank itself. My mechanic said something about the overflow valve – and re-capping it. Gear shaft is back to normal, and I have a partial gas gauge. *shrugs* Better than it was.

I openned this morning and was my usual authoritative self. I made Jenny do cream cheeses and fruit cups. Nobody’s made fruit cups in a week. The souffles will take off, I think. Thing is, we stop serving them just before we really get a lot of people in the store. We’ll see what happens.

I happened to mention that part of the reason I’m not around much in the morning during the week is that I’m doing line on the weekend. She expressed how she’s wanted to learn line for a while but management hasn’t gotten around to it. Go figure! If only it was as simple as talking to Mike. I don’t feel comfortable with the idea of Bob doing the schedule. I just.. don’t. I don’t trust him.

Melissa’s fed up with doing Saturdays. I’m puzzled. I loved last weekend. I think she and Trish need to party with me some night when we close. Nobody can raise morale like I can!

I openned on two hours sleep. I just couldn’t fall asleep last night. So many things racing through my head. I walked to work in the cold drizzle. After I walked home, I collapsed onto my bed and passed out.

When I woke up, I asked my dad about the van. We called and we were told the van was ready. I have absolutely no idea where my checkbook is. So I just handed him the card with the visa logo. And I wonder why customers are so clueless. Just look at me! *smirks* The bill was pretty cheap.

I headed to RiteAid to seek out Liz and this neon green shirt she was talking about. Damn, that shirt is bright. So, I bought it and a bunch of hawaiian shirts. *smirks* I couldn’t help myself. I don’t argue about money, not even with myself. I save blindly, and I spend without looking at the total. There’s a method to my madness, I swear.

Liz mentioned how they were talking last night about my “dynamics”. Among other things, Dan wondered what would happen if I cracked and had a fit of anger. I mean, given what I’ve gone through, it’s amazing I’ve been able to hold it together. Of course, I know the truth. I did crack, in my own way. I had my moment of utter frustration where I shook my clenched fist angrily at the world. But, this was a private moment few really know about. And I was able to pull myself back together.

I forget to get some business cards for Liz to draw on. She’s going to make me some spiffy nametags. Because you can never have too many spiffy nametags.

I ended up at Cliff’s by the end of the night, observing Erik play a new video game he’s obsessed with. There’s an item that lets you lower your level while maintaining your stats. …Goddamn. *laughs*

I’ve decided to make the Hockey Hall of Fame in Toronto one of my first stops on TimmyTour 2005. It’s definitely something I’d love to do. I’ll have to research tourist-y stuff and decide what random things around this rock I want to see. Bring my camera and… have some fun.