Soooooo, my assistant team leader was talking to me today and asked me if someone in bakery has talked to me about transferring over there. Apparently there are departments wanting to steal me away. The craziest, craziest shit is that I show up to work and I do my job. I wouldn’t say that I go above and beyond, just what I would expect as a customer and what my superiors expect from me. Maybe this means that I’ll move up quickly?
Ben and I are learning who our friends really are lately. Sometimes it’s just like whatever, but sometimes it’s really, really sad. Tonight I’m really, really sad about it.
Sometimes I can be terribly, horribly cruel. It usually just floats around in my head, but I’m afraid that it’s slowly devouring whatever’s keeping it from being unleashed.
SOMETIMES I’M THE C-WORD
There’s this girl that I know who is engaged to one of my friends from college and I hate her. She is manipulative, obsessive, and super controlling of my friend. Not only that, but she’s insanely dramatic on facebook. WELL! A few months ago she wanted to try to lose weight before her wedding so she started doing a shake diet. You know, one of those pyramid scheme things. Then, when I said something about you know, how those don’t work, she got all crazy. I heard that she ended up losing like 50 pounds or something.
Except that when she just posted a picture, it looks like she gained weight. And it ain’t muscle. And I felt smug as a fucking bug.
I’m horrible and a horrible fat activist. Sorry, mildly sorry.
They are taking my aunt off of the ventilator today. She is an organ donor, so three lives will be saved TODAY as a result of her death and 50+ others will be helped. I haven’t said anything as this progressed because I didn’t know what to say. She was one of the most genuinely nice people I’ve had the privilege to meet and she has influenced me in so many ways. If you think about, keep her husband, son, parents, and my mom in your thoughts today. Love you, LaLa.
My mom’s best friend (also known as Aunt LaLa) had an aneurysm this morning. She was flown from Indiana to the Chicago area and my mom’s picking me up (driving from Indiana) to stay at the hospital. I can’t believe this is real. If I don’t post things for a few days, that’s why.
Holy shit.
My estranged step-sister, basically the only sister I’ve ever known, and I have sort of reconnected on Facebook. It probably won’t amount to anything, but I’m like getting teary-eyed over here.
