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Tomorrow, I am going to Spokane to visit bethos. Which is terribly exciting. I've been looking forward to it all week.

I find though, strangely, that I am also looking forward to the 8-hour bus ride to Spokane. Not because I particularly like Greyhound buses but it will be nice to essentially have a day where I don't have to talk to anyone, I don't have anything I have to do, and I can just sit still and be quiet, crocheting and listening to audiobooks. Ideally, I would be able to do this in more comfortable surroundings, but the idea is appealing nonetheless.

Today is kind of insanely busy thus far. I love the idea of sitting still.

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So, remember the whole stupid fucking holiday time fiasco that happened around the 4th? Guess what - turns out my boss was wrong about it again and somehow (on her instructions) I ended up taking too much holiday time and now I owe my job hours that I have to work sometime before the end of the next pay period or use vacation towards. Or something like that?

What The Actual Fuck?

Most of all, I am tired of this being my problem. I have said all along that I am willing to do whatever the hell crazy thing they require of me. What I require is that my boss have some tiny semblance of a clue as to what the hell is going on and the ability to properly relay that information to me. Which is what having a boss is fucking for.

Four day weekend. After 5 o'clock today, I don't have to think about any of this ridiculousness for four days.

I am frelling well counting down.