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So Ven and I are speaking, almost civilly, I think it finally got through to him because our conversations have been almost milk they are so docile compared to how they were in the past. There’s no sexual teasing, no flirting. Just talk…it’s…odd. And yet very nice. Hrm…it’s an adjustment but I like it. : )

Work today was so frustrating. I effing hate inventory!!! ARGH. Stupid scanners, and scanning and counting and recounting and if your numbers still don’t match you have to rescan it all then recount it again and again and then do it all over again until it freaking matches but the stupid scanner never tells you how many you scanned!!! *pulls out hair* It took four tries just to get a rack of clothes scanned and marked because the stupid things were waterfalled and in a batch of 226 pajamas if you miss even one or get one twice, it screws you over royally! *growls* I ended up getting only one wall down during my shift because of course I got the wall full of a bunch of little bitty items that all have to be individually counted before you can scan anything or else you will literally sit there scanning each of them. Shelf #1 had 90-something items, #2 had 180, #3 had 90-something again, #4 had 100-something, #5 had 200-something….a whole effing wall…I mean floor to ceiling basically, some 30 or 40 feet, minimum. And if you miscount and mess up the scan….*snarls* I was ready to throw the damned scanner at the wall if it beeped at me one more time. >P

Joyce got home safely today. She remembers all of what happened last night so it was fun talking about it with her. She, mum, and I ended up sitting around chatting for a while this morning about different things, it was rather funny with my mother retelling a story about how she got trashed one night and my step-dad (who she had only just met at the time) drove her home and then my grandmother made her get up and take care of me and my brother just like normal. LMAO…I could so see Oma doing that in her little Massachusetts accent, ‘You’ll get up and take ca’e those kids, they’re youws not mirnes’. ROFLMAO Ah, I miss my Oma like crazy, especially at times like that. *sigh*

Oh well. I’m not tired but I’m really bored and I can’t think of anything to do…I ‘m not ready to go to bed yet that’s for sure. LLC! So I’ll go do something, maybe clean or read or maybe study, since I still haven’t done that! : )

*luv ya bunches*