more then necessary

so not only am i stressed out from work, and in need of money from said work…. but im sick. sorta. im not sure. i keep going into this feeling like im gonna throw up stage, like, every 20 minutes for about 10 minutes. it sucks.

ugh i need a vacation.

to hate a job so fiercefully, and still take it so siriusly is very irritating. but i cant help it that im OCD about things being in the wrong spots and not done right. it siriusly gives me a migraine when i deal with it, because i try to ignore it, and i CANT.

anyway.

we have our photographer and DJ officially booked now. it makes me happy to know its out of the way.

now i need the officiant, and ill be done with all the major aspects. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

so…. last night at work i got all sick, right? so when steve came in at 4 i was like "peace dude" and he was all "later". so i went upstairs to get a time sheet, cuz our punch clock is broken, again, and i heard a cell phone. now this was after i had to run into the backroom so i thought he was up there and his wife was calling. being sick and all it was taking me an hour to get up the stairs, so i was like "dude, answer" but when i got up there, no one was up there.

so i was like, ooooooooooookay cell phone going off where is it? found it under a stack of papers. it was Rogers (store manager) and his alarm was going off. so…. i shut it up, and decided to be nosy. i know i KNOW but i couldnt help it. weve all been wondering whether or not hes sleeping with Sara in bakery and whether hes the father of her twins or not. i HAD to. well… sorta. ANYWAY. i looked.

and let me tell you…… eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew.

yes, hes sleeping with her. yes, pretty positive he is the father. i only read, like, 5 messages. but STILL. he was all "i miss you, i want you, i wanted to kiss you today, my thoughts are with you" blah blah blah blah BLAH.

GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSS

okay. i need to bathe and go to bed. sitting up is giving me a headache.