double your pleasure

Working a double. Lonely and bored. I have detailing to do, which is okay, I guess. I really don't like detailing. I'm exceptionally tired, which isn't helping the motivation thing one little bit. I've got my ipod hooked up and I'm switching between that and the radio to conserve the battery since it's got to last me allllllllllll day. Eight more hours. My padawan is coming in at 3 or 4 (she's scheduled at three, but I think I told her four the other day), so at least there will be someone here when the racking comes in. There aren't enough lockers for all the locker orders tonight. That makes me sad and nervous.

I got my first salaried paycheck today, which was very nifty. Figures I start working a ton more hours and I'm not hourly anymore. Those corporate people are tricky.

Hung out with Susan yesterday, which was cool. I'm taking her and her son to see the SW exhibit at the science museum on Sunday, which will be loads of fun. I still keep forgetting to give the boy RotS... from, like, Christmas. Oh well. I'll do it Sunday if I remember.