Feeling better and strange conversations

Still a little stomach upset but nothing nasty yet today so I’ll probably end up going in to make up my time. Of course that means I’ll have to do six twelve-hour days straight until my next day off. Yay.

My date sent me a text last night seeing if I was awake and was it a good time to talk. I should probably come up with a name for her, I’ve got a feeling she’s going to be around a while, but I’ll work on that later. Anyway, I was dead asleep when she sent the text, but I managed to respond. I apologized, since I had told her I’d be up, but told her I didn’t realize how tired I was until I woke up. I sent her my e-mail address so she can get in touch with me that way too if she wants. She seems nice.

I was talking with Misty (girl from work, see front page) the other day about body piercing, and that was a strange conversation to say the least. She can’t imagine getting her nipples pierced, doesn’t know how people can stand it, but really wants to get something else of hers pierced that I just couldn’t imagine. Not her belly button. Lower. Whatever. She says her step-mom and one of her friends both had it done, and she’s seen them (which seems a little weird to me but hey) and thinks it’s really cool. I think the only reason she hasn’t already had it done is she’s nervous about getting nude and spread-eagled in front of a total stranger. She thinks her gynecologist ought to do that as a side business. She says since she’s already comfortable with the doctor poking around her private bits it wouldn’t be an issue. She has a tongue stud, and I thing she’s got a lip ring as well, but she’s not allowed to wear it at work so it’s hard to tell. I’m pretty sure she’s got a spacer in there (which is also a no-no) but she puts her makeup on over it so it’s hard to see. She says Togapei keeps grabbing her own tongue and saying “mama I want my ear pierced right here” which does sound kind of cute. She’s not even thinking about getting Togapei’s tongue pierced, she just thinks it’s cute how she says it.

Just heard a huge crash from upstairs, and I stuck my head out to hear my neighbor swearing at the stray cat she keeps feeding. Hmmm, anyone else see the connection there?

I want this week to be over. I really do. Hell, as much as I love the holidays I kind of wish it was January already so I could have my three days off again and not be freaking out about a backroom I could barely move in.

Every other store in our district got to rent additional warehouse space this year, but not us. I think it’s the district manager taking revenge on Queeg for trying to leave before her eighteen months (or two years, I’m not sure) is up. I just wish they’d keep their arguments private and out of my operation so I could keep my store looking the way Queeg wants it.

Update on the loud crash – my neighbor did indeed trip over the cat as she came out onto her porch, but she managed to catch herself on the door, pulling it closed in the process. Of course it was locked. Naturally her keys were on the kitchen table. She came down to ask for help and since we couldn’t get the door pried open I asked if any of her windows were open. She’s in the attic apartment, and the way the roof is you can climb out onto my roof from her porch and climb through one of her windows if you have to. Bingo! Back in and happy. And late for work, but you can’t have everything.

I think that’s it for now.