Ugh, Not Much to Say

Work wasn't good today. I was mad at "Kevin" and one of his adoring fans, didn't feel like dealing with customers (but I was unwillingly made 2nd ringer and so I had no choice), and was a bitch all day for both of those reasons. I was even completely snarky to someone who made a loud, mocking comment about us having to card obviously of-age people. I really just did not give a fuck cuz I was tired of dealing with stupid people all day.

Then I got home and found the place completely dark. No note on the counter, though my Mom's car was in the garage, so I had no idea where she was. I used the bathroom just outside my parents' bedroom though and it appeared that she was already in bed-- which was weird seeing as it was only 9:30. I guess that's not weirder than what happened Thursday (?) night, when I stopped back home aftetr having dinner with Rich and found her sitting in the dark, crying. Since my family doesn't talk about stuff, I didn't even bother to ask. I assumed if someone died or something else important had happened, she'd tell me. She didn't say a thing. I still don't know what happened, and now I have no idea why she was in bed so early. Small things like this make me nervous. :/

And I need to stop eating soup. The past few times I've had it, I could only finish about half the can and also got terrible reflux. I hope I'm not like this forever, because it is the epitome of annoying. I had been hoping to work out a little tonight, but there's no way in hell I'd even attempt it right now. Guess I'll just have to stay lardy until morning.

Hopefully the rest of this week will be better. As for now, I'm gonna go read more Harry Potter, and then I have a really long email to finish/send to Jen.