So Much, yet Not Really...

So. I have accomplished a shit load today.
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I just really feel like writing.
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I woke up today at about nine-thirty am, without the alarm. I was pretty impressed with myself. I did the usual "lay in bed and stare at the ceiling for twenty minutes, roll over, realize it's still the morning, flip to the wrong end of the bed and check my G-mail/mySpace accounts" actions, then decided I should really shower.
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Today was the kind of day where you cannot get the shower water just right and end up messing with it the entire time. Psuedo hastle. Yum.
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Two days, three showers, and about a hundred hand washes (hey, I haven't got a tiny bladder, it's flu season) after the concert, it's still quite clear I'm under twenty-one. Thank you mr. Bouncer guy and your happy Sharpie. When he X-ed me on both hands, I was like, "No smiley faces?" He was like, "I don't have that kinda time." Whatever, you could have given me a smiley and made my night. Instead, i just had to have a kick ass time listening to my two favorite new bands, along with two others that are pretty good.
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I cleaned a lot out today. I am begining to think that someone may be slipping crack into my S'mores flavored PopTarts. I think it's because now that school is out, I feel like I'm wasting my days away. And yet, I still don't wanna go to work. :) My week long real vacation (the week after school let out) was enough lazyness for me. I should be more productive really.
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I had Saturday off all day because of my dad's side of the family's Christmas party and then the concert. I usually work ten hour days on Saturday. I worked eight on Thursday (usuall I don't work Thursdays) and then sixteen yesterday to make up for it. Woo. I kicked some real ass though, I'm really starting to feel in control of me. It's been awhile since I've been able to say that.
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Customers at FXK get so freakin worked up over the dumbest things. It's only worse during the holiday season. I've learned to just stand there and smile. Yesterday a lady got mad that I couldn't print her 200 Christmas cards right then and there so she decided to yell at me and threaten that she'd be there 1st thing in the morning regardless of wether they were done because she was supposed to mail them that day. I was tempted to tell her it was Sunday, and they weren't going anywhere anyways, but I decided not to. She stole four greeting cards from our rack and stormed out. It was funny. I totally printed her cards like 20 minutes later and just let them set on the counter. Called her at 5 until we closed to tell her I was too busy to get them done thismorning, but she could get them right at 7am today. Oh, the power of being a Kinkos clerk. :) Be nice to your copy clerk, because if you are, most of us will go above and beyond for you. If you're not, we do things like take extra long to get your shit done. Because we can. Horrible and liberating.
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I have to be at work in an hour. I really don't feel like going. I have no reason to stay home, I really just don't wanna wear the uniform. Black pants are so lame. I bet I get written up tonight. People were so mad this weekend. I'm in too good of a mood to take crap tonight.
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I wrapped my little sister's present tonight and one of my older sister's. I still need a good box for mom and dad's presents. Maybe I'll get one from Kinkos. :)
I really like to wrap presents, I think I do a good job.
I get cool wrapping paper every year. Last year I used Care Bears and Hello Kitty Ice Princess Christmas papers. This year it seems mom has stolen my kitty paper, and all the presents meant for me are wrapped in it. It was a tough decision for wrapping paper this year, but I'm pretty confident in my decision on the Bert & Ernie paper with red and green checkered backing plus the sparatic gingerbread man and holiday wreath. I also splurged on the paper with cats and dogs wearing Santa hats sitting around a fireplace having cokies and milk. Real cats and dog, real fireplace and cookies and milk. All happily photoshopped together to make a fabulous holiday scene. You cannot beat such things, not even with large sticks, or for the purpose of the holidays, candy canes.
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Maybe one day I can design wrapping papers. I could sell them and maybe even make custom papers! Don't steal my ideas though. (Haha, as though anyone reads this.)
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I knitted a little today, too. Four more lines on the rediculously un-proportioned scarf that I've been working on only a little over a year now. :) Found it in my boxes that I buckled down and unpacked the other day. I'm going to need more yarn, I'm sure of it. I won't be able to get it from the same dye batch though, so I may conscider changing colors. It's already made of the crazy color changing yarn-like stuff, so maybe a multitude of colors could do it good. I will miss the pink and orange sherbert colors. Maybe I will unravel my masterpiece and make it the thickness it should have been rathar that the thickness it is now. It's not as though I'm in any hurry. I think I'll go to the yarn and needle craft store tomorrow. Knitting is good for your mind.
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I think I may buy a new canvas tomorrow while I'm out too. I've had a few paintings in my mind, and I'd like to produce them.
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I've decided I am going to audit Figure Drawing this Spring. I really loved it during Figure one, but in Figure two my teacher was a royal bitch. If I audit it, it doesn't matter who the teacher is, because to audit means to be above the law. Don't feel like going? Who cares? Hate the model? Leave! You are your own teacher when you audit. Only catch is that there's not a grade, so you don't get the credits in the end. However, it does look like you're enrolled full time, so I'll still have health insurance. Oh man. What a deal. Maybe I'll get better at the human form. I would like to re-work my style anyways, my Figure one instructor was all about my style, Figure two teacher thought I was retarded because I like ink and sometimes gave the models a new look (tattoos, decapatations, amputations, male models turned female, sometimes the model became only a hand). I have so much paper, it would be a good use for all those stupid 36x48 drawing pads currently overtaking my closet.
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Wow, this was a really jumpy and random blog. I feel mentally lighter. This is good.
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Off to work I go. If I keep telling myself it'll be a good night, maybe it will be?