I'm nursing a wicked hangover, one of those hangovers where you just want to find a rusty knife and carve your brain right out of your skull. But things have been, well, not great but ... I guess leveling out is the proper terminology for it. Work these past two days has been good. Sure its the holidays and people are rushing you and attacking you but I've been on fire helping people and getting things done. Even monday when I covered all the cashier breaks and lunches didn't phase me too much because of how good I felt.
There's a lot of things going on in my life right now and sometimes I feel as if I have no one to talk to about them. I wish more than anything else that I could write about it here but I really can't. But as I've learned these past four or five days I do indeed have friend and when the fit hits the shan they are there to pick up the pieces of me.
I don't really like mexican food, but if its free then its the greatest food in the world. My lunch is going to rock.