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Current State of the Union

I'm working at Wendy's again.  My first day back was yesterday and it was a pretty decent work day.  I had a few annoying instances, as expected, but for the most part I had a really good day.  I feel much better about work now that I have a shirt.  Today I have to remember to bring my belt and the scrunchy to tie my hair up, also the brush.  Or I may just do my hair before I get there.  I'm going to take the most amazing nap pretty soon.  I don't want to wake up and go straight to work.  That's actually kind of depressing.  It makes me feel like I have to stop enjoying my peace to go to work.  So I'm definitely going to start taking my naps way ahead of time so that I'm not tired while I'm at work.  I need to finish cleaning the kitchen and clean my room & bathroom before I go to work so I definitely want to have enough time to do that.  Now that I've finished getting out some thoughts I'm going to get set up to take this nap.  I've been watching a lot of porn again lately and it's much more fun than dealing with annoying ass niggas.  So that's most likely what I'm going to be doing from now on.  I need to think really hard about what's going to happen with me and TahGee.  I feel like I need to make him work for me.  He's always just gotten by with not being enough and because I was already his all I could do was complain.  Now that we are officially not together and I have explored what the world has to offer, I am sure that I'll be able to hold out and force him to be the man that I deserve.  Later.

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