Not awesome. At all. Sorta.

MY KNEE HURTS LIKE A BITCH.

I take like 5-6 steps and I'm fine. Then that 7th step it feels like someone just stabbed the inside of my kneecap.

Wtf? Make it stop. My grandma thinks my knee is just tired.

I sure as hell hope so. :(

Other then my knee.

Today was good, well besides work.

:]

I heart my sugar cube.

We have some pretty awesome times together.

Work was a pain in my ass. My co-worker, who I was trying really hard to get along with, decided to lie to me today.

And it was something SO stupid.

I asked...

"Did you close back rooms?"

Her. "No, why?"

"Just making sure."

Her. "Ok"

Later on do I find out that she WAS closing back rooms.

And she had closed everything else as well.

Like ok, you wanted to close to help or whatever. I'm fine with that.

But then you go ahead and LIE to me?

WTF? Why are you so retarded?

And THEN shes gotta be a bitch and have an attitude?

Like, no wonder you think I don't like you.

Don't LIE to me about stupid shit.

DUR.

Its just so frustrating. Like we don't get along anymore. Okay.

You feel the need to do EVERYTHING. And somewhere in this you think your gonna get lead.

Except Idk how your gonna get lead because Kayte isn't going anywhere!

Like... Are you planning on murder?

Because your retarded.

Gosh she makes me so angry.

THEN she just doesn't do a good job closing anymore.

She only checks all the animals, makes sure they have food and water to get through the night.

And thats it.

If the water bottle is low.

FILL IT UP. FUCK.

Like, don't let it get empty.

Hell, don't let it even get half way.

Make sure there is NO possible way for any animal to die or anything.

Reptiles especially snakes like water too.

Give them water. NOT THAT HARD.

And then I have this irrational fear that from her quick closing shes doing it is going to get neglectful and an animal is going to die.

I DO NOT LIKE ANIMALS DYING.

Especially animals I like and love.

WHICH IS ALL BUT SPIDERS.

Like, birds need constant water. all the time...

If a bird died because she decided to close at like, 5... I am going to flip a shit and probably break something and get in trouble or written up.

Like. Its completely irrational, but well, I love my animals.

/sigh.

Someone shoot me. Please?!

Goodnight before I explode into a million pieces.