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Yesterday at work was scary. First of all, it was pretty busy, but it was ok because I was working with John (and John is cool), plus Eric and Dan were working (Eric is cool, Dan is my brother, future roomate). But then, at like 11:30 when we were going to leave the managers brought us all into this meeting room and started yelling about how somebody tried to steal this bottle of wine, and how they found it, and how they were positive it was someone in that room. And then they wrote all the names down and said we had better talk amongst ourselves and figure out who did it or we aren’t leaving. So, 2am rolls around, we are all really pissed, of course nobody confesses, and finally our boss lets us go even though he was amazingly angry. So, I got to bed at 2:30, I woke up at 6:15… if you do the math thats 3 hours and 45 minutes of slumber! w00! I’m on on of those lack of sleep moments where I cannot sleep right now because I forced myself to be awake at school, and now that I’m home my body still wants to be awake for a while. So, I’ll just reply to everyone’s Livejournals, right my own, and maybe take a nap.

At this point in my week, I want the week to skip ahead. It’s not that I don’t like the middle of the week or anything, I just have lots of questions that only time can answer. If only I could just take a quick peak at what I do this weekend, so I can spend the rest of my week until then feeling assured and confident and focused and all that nonsense.