well, michael and kirstie are on thier way to atlanta. ok, technically at this moment they're on thier way to pick up the moving van so that they can load it up and go to atlanta, but as far as i'm concerned they might as well already be gone. le sigh. at least there is the internet so i can talk to them. and justin might be almost human so i can sorta talk to him at family stuff, so it's not all bad. but they'd better be up here then.

and i don't know if i'll be able to work or not until almost 2 or 3. sigh. i hate call ins. i mean, they ought to be able to let me know by the beginning of that day, don't you think? now i'm all awake with not much to do. i'd like to grab someone and go to the movies, or, i dunno, get out of the house, go work at bme or something, but i need to be near a phone so i know if i need to go out there and i need to be home so i can change clothes if i go in. i'm seriously thinking of quitting. i mean, it's good money IF (big if) they give me hours. which they aren't. they will at christmas and thanksgiving probably, but that's not doing anything but annoy me right now. because i have to go out there to find out my hours, which are minimal, and they're all call ins. borders is hiring, i'd rather do that, even if they are the enemy for buying up hawley-cooke and making a mess out of the stores.