August 12, 2009
Back to work. I tell myself it is good to have a job and earn money and all that, and that there are those who are not so lucky. It's not so bad. Can't wait to go home though. And I shortly will, as it is almost 5 o'clock. If I had to guess I'd probably think it was about 3. The boss is back. He talks over me so I let him. Whatever. I hate it when I talk over people and am trying to stop the habit. I bought lunch and want to go vego again so did.