Gacked from the lovely eppiglotis

If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought?

Slept through/forgot to set my alarm this morning, but I wasn't horrendously late like I thought I was going to be. That was nice. It wasn't one of those... I was so late all I could do was lie there and think about how late I was mornings, but I'm still way too tired from not being able to wake up in stages like I usually do. Oh well.

Work tonight - Bossman and I are going to do the whole 'however many weeks it's been' review-thing. Maybe I'll get a raise. Or something. Whatever.

Sunshine is now able to say my name, and he says it... a lot. He's such a cutie. I get to see him on Sunday before work, which will brighten my day considerably. Of course, I already like Sundays a lot, because I get five hours of uninterrupted reading/watching movies time at work, which is REALLY nice.

pretty_uglygirl, I will answer your email when I get home from work tonight. *big hugs* I love you lots.

Yay for me!

So, yeah, meeting with Bossman was not as painful as I thought it might be. Of course, it shouldn't have been, because I know I've been kicking ass at that job. And, apparently, it shows. I got a lot of ego-stroking, and a considerable raise. I am now earning more as a two-months-in clerk than I did as a two-year-experience-ASM-in-training at Blockbuster.

Besides the new job, and the fact I have a car, I feel very much like I'm back in high school. My coursework is very similiar, if not (in the case of my English class) the same. My interests have shifted back to where they were in high school, I'm beginning to write more ELF fic (nothing finished, but still. it's there). My sQ ties feel a bit stronger, mostly because of a series of exceptionally vivid dreams over the past few nights, and the reappearance of Georgie on the ELF list. :D The "angst" I'm feeling matches what I felt in high school, and if I'm listening to certain music and doing something other than driving (which reminds me that I'm NOT in high school, since I didn't get my license until after graduation), I almost completely forget that I'm not going to have to get up at 6am, ride the bus, and meet Shane, H.D., S.C, and everyone else in the cafeteria before school starts. Although I do miss those cinnimon rolls. Yum.

But I'm not in high school. I'm in college. I can legally drink. I have a license, and a car I picked out all on my own. I have different friends. I attend classes regularly, if not religiously. My grades are much better, and I feel a sense of accomplishment from doing my schoolwork that I never felt in high school. I'm partly responsible for the care and well-being of a little boy, and I have a well-paying job that I love.

They say the more things change, the more they stay the same.

Ain't that the truth.