I think I've got Spring Fever...

Original post: March 28, 2007

....No, wait. Hay Fever. That's it. Or maybe I'veOnlyGotTwoMoreDaysofWorkingatMyCrappyJob-itis. But that would imply I've got swelling of my I'veOnlyGotTwoMoreDaysofWorkingatMyCrappyJob... Never mind.

Has it really been over a month since my last post? You guys must be starved for all the news of Ian that's fit to print.

Like I said, Farmers and Mechanics will no longer be my employer after Friday. I'll be working overnight at Target, so, no, I can't get you a discount while I'm working. That would be nice, wouldn't it? T.S.

Dave yelled at me for doing that, too. "I thought you'd be better off applying at another bank. They'd hire you in a heartbeat with your experience, and you'd be good at it." I have no doubt about either of those, however, I don't want to be a banker anymore. Or deal with asshole customers. Hence, the reason for going overnight. Lifting boxes to help get the muscles I so desperately want, plus the added bonus of not listening to people ask me why they bounced a check for the thirtieth time. Seriously, people, you should keep better track of your purchases. And no, asking for a printout of your transactions everyday does not count as "keeping better track." I don't want to do that, either.

But, I digress. I've been having the worst time trying to sleep this last week, maybe week and a half. Most likely it's from stress of changing jobs, amongst other things. Last night, however, there was definitely another cause. Through my open windows I could hear the sounds of cats either having sex or killing each other. Maybe both? Who knows...

And yes, I do know I've titled my journal "Adventures in (Not) Dating," and I would discuss what's happening in that department, but really, I don't have that much to say. Plus, I don't want to jinx myself.

Anyway, Legend of Zelda is calling my name. Gotta go play it. Thanks for visiting, faithful reader!