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I didn't think that it was possible to panic so much in one work shift. What were they thinking asking the paranoid one who has to triple check things. I hate working office. I can't stand it. Well ok. It's alright when the whole system isn't fucked up. But when it is! It's so much fun to see that NOTHING BALANCES and every cash is out thousands of dollars. How lovely. That freaked me out. So much that I had to recount everything and I had to ask myself if I really knew how to count by twos. I never thought that that skill would come in handy. Well, for me it's more of a lack of skill. It's faster to say the odd numbers as well (but quietly so people actually think that I can count like a real person). If you add two hours to replace at dressing rooms, it's enough to drive a person crazy. But, I think I'm still sane. Just not sane enough to do it again tomorrow. Gah...
This is probably not healthy. But oh well. I really should find a 'Summer Comfort Food'. Hot chocolate still works.. but is slightly innapropriate when it's ridiculously hot out (not that this summer has been...). Summer is still stretching on. I've still got "The Trip" to look forward to. That one's had quite the series of ups and downs... Ugh... It went from successful to tolerable to non existant to... me begging and pleading (if you add breakfast it's a nice mix, I swear!). But finally, it's going to happen, just not with the original people that I had planned the trip with. It'll still be fun. I'm still excited. Well.. only a little, it's too soon for that. Looking forward to things too much in advance doesn't work well for me. They either get cancelled or lose the excitement. And I don't want either of those to happen. I think that tonight will be all about purging. Mmm... lovely.

until later.