a few minorly depressing things
Jun. 19th, 2005 01:24 amGot paid today. A depressingly small amount. If I'm working forty hours in a two week period, shouldn't I be getting more than a hundred dollars, even with tax? ;_;
Today after work I went shopping for some things. I bought a baseball cap to protect my eyes during the ride through the shadeless, windbreakless route to school. I also bought a pretty t-shirt from Hot Topic (but not the FMA one, I restrained myself) and a new PS2 memory card, since the one that came with it is entirely useless. (It doesn't have enough capacity to save a single damn file on it, much less work up a log.) On my way out of the mall, I stopped by the food court and treated myself to teriyaki chicken so I wouldn't have to cook. It was almost mall closing time so I wrapped up the container in plastic and put it in my bag.
When I got home I found that the plastic had tears in it and teriyaki sauce had gotten all over everything: my sweater, my shirt, my new hat, my new memory card, and my notebook for class. And of all the sauce-soaked receipts in my bag, somehow the only one I hadn't managed to keep was the one for the memory card, so if it's ruined now, there's no returning it. >_<
Why did I think it was a good idea to arrange my schedule such that I don't have any days off in a week?
Today after work I went shopping for some things. I bought a baseball cap to protect my eyes during the ride through the shadeless, windbreakless route to school. I also bought a pretty t-shirt from Hot Topic (but not the FMA one, I restrained myself) and a new PS2 memory card, since the one that came with it is entirely useless. (It doesn't have enough capacity to save a single damn file on it, much less work up a log.) On my way out of the mall, I stopped by the food court and treated myself to teriyaki chicken so I wouldn't have to cook. It was almost mall closing time so I wrapped up the container in plastic and put it in my bag.
When I got home I found that the plastic had tears in it and teriyaki sauce had gotten all over everything: my sweater, my shirt, my new hat, my new memory card, and my notebook for class. And of all the sauce-soaked receipts in my bag, somehow the only one I hadn't managed to keep was the one for the memory card, so if it's ruined now, there's no returning it. >_<
Why did I think it was a good idea to arrange my schedule such that I don't have any days off in a week?
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