5:30 am is way too damn early.  The past two days I’ve been leaving home when it’s dark and getting home when it’s dark, too.  TF, man?  Got to the gym this morning early before they opened the doors and then realized I’d left my water bottle at home.  Called Dad, who would have been leaving soon to come to the gym anyway and asked pretty please for him to fill it and bring it with.  Then got up to the locker room and realized I’d left my shoes in the car.  TF MORNING.  I swear I was still asleep until about 10 minutes into my abbreviated 20 minutes on the cross trainer.  Stupid mornings.

Still not King Queen.

I’ve got more shifts in the next three weeks than I’ve had in the past two years.  I don’t NEED all these shifts now, kthx Cara.  Yeah, I’m saving up to go on my trip/back to school, but DUDE. I pay much less rent now than I did before and don’t have to buy groceries either.  The only reason I’m still working at the store is because I’ll need some sort of job when I quit the Day Job and go back to school.

Which reminds me, I have to go and pay sometime soon for the aptitude test I have to take.

Disclaimer before I start the next story: If you know my exBoy R in real life, please don’t mention any of this to him.  It’s not like it’s a big thing, but I’m sure if you don’t already know, he’ll want to mention it in his own time.

The ExBoy R called me on Sunday night and left a message on my cell.  Phone was in my room while I was not.  The Italian Job was on Bravo (yay not censored language!), so I was watching the pretty pretty that is Mark Whalberg and Jason Statham.  Anyway.  He says to call him back.  It’s 10:30pm so I send a txt to see if he’s awake.  No reply so I go to bed.  I call Monday evening after hockey, and get no answer, so I leave him a message.  He calls me while I’m at work Tuesday night, so I call him after and find out what’s going on.  Last time he left a message like that, his aunt passed away.

Apparently, he’s just started seeing someone a week or so ago, and wanted to let me know before I found out from one of our mutual friends.  I was slightly surprised, but am happy for him, and appreciate him telling me himself and not finding out from someone else.

Thing is, I’m not sure how I feel about it.  I’m glad for him because apparently he’s been asking different girls out for a while (whatever), and he deserves to be happy.  I’m not upset or anything, but … it feels sort of weird, I guess.  The only thing I can pin it down to is the fact that since we do have a few good friends in common (our best friends are married), we do see each other pretty often and I don’t want a big group thing to get weird.  New Years Eve is my best friend’s birthday and since she’s married to his best friend, there’s parties and shenanigans and I’m sure he’ll be there with her.  So.  Yeah.  I don’t want things to be weird because I don’t want to loose his friendship, because I still care about him.

It’s totally weird and totally strange and WTF Brain!!!?!

In other, less weird related news, I have more Brownies than I know what to do with.  I’ve got two more that I didn’t know about registering tonight, and HOLY SHIT I’m totally overwhelmed, and we’ve only had one meeting.

Last year I had 6 girls.  This year I have at least 12, if not 14.  HOLY SHITWTFBBQ?!?!?!?!??!  I mean, yeah, it’s great that I have a lot of girls because we can do a hell of a lot more with 14 than with 6, but OMG.  I can’t handle that many kids right now!!!  </freakout>

… I should probably do some, you know, work.  Since I’m here and all.

There are a bunch of commercials on, showing Harper in a nice (but expensively furnished) sitting room, in front of a fireplace, talking about family and being all soft and trying to appeal to the middle class female (supposedly) voters.

I’m sorry, but NO.  I can’t really thing of any other word to describe him, but he’s a great big fat douche.

I just … NO.  Even if we get another minority government, please let it be not the Conservatives that get it.  NDP, Green, hell, I’d be happy with a Liberal minority government.  Who cares if Stephane Dion has issues with his english – most people i know have issues with English and it’s their primary language.

Anyway.  Yes.

Work is going.  A new position was applied for.  I have to call the college back to find out what’s going on with my application, since it’s been over a month, and besides that call I received a week after asking about testing.  Nada.  So, I know they’ve received it, that call and the $60 charge went through on my credit card, so… yeah.  I called back earlier this morning and their computer systems were down for about 20 minutes, so I have to call back later.  Should probably wait until the bosses are gone for lunch, but … really. Who cares?

Dragon Boat races were this past weekend – our women’s boat came in 4th out of all the women’s boats, so that’s pretty cool.  It was DAMN cold, and it took me forever to warm up after our final race on Sunday morning.

I’m tired and stressing out about everything and nothing.  It sucks.  I haven’t been sleeping well lately, and I’ve had no energy and it really sucks.  I’m wondering if I should start getting up early and going to the gym before work like my parents do.

I’m making Mom take me out to the driving range sometime before next Thursday, because apparently, work is having a bit of a best ball golf tourney next Thursday afternoon.  Of course, that was the day I was planning on starting my Brownie unit, so I think I might be pushing it back a week, or maybe I’ll just have a short, later-starting meeting that night.  I’m not sure.  I’ll have to talk with Dawn about it.  Our First meeting is never usually the full hour and a half anyway.

Blah. I hate being stressed out.  I want to go back to school – I’m so envious of everyone that’s back there.

First thing: I’m moving back into my folks house at the end of July. Our lease is up July 31st, and we were planning on moving anyway. Plus, if I’m going back to school in January ’09, which it’s pretty much a 90% chance that I am, I won’t be working full time and don’t want to have to get a larger student loan to help cover rent as well as my tuition & books. I’ll have my tiny room back, which, since I have a bigger bed, I want to downsize and get rid of my giant desk and get a small computer desk, I need to go through the stuff I have at the apartment and get rid of a bunch of crap. Like clothes. I’ve got so many clothes that I can’t fit right now it’s not funny. BOO.

Second thing: I’m signed up with Alli and her cousin to take a Beginners Running course, starting at the end of June. I’m excited! I’ll also get properly fitted for running shoes, so hopefully they won’t cost me too much. Stupid funny sized feet. Either that or they’ll maybe let me pay in instalments so I don’t have to put it on the credit card I probably shouldn’t have. Hee.

HYYYYYYYYYYYPERZOMG.

…. Wow. I totally forgot about this entry. Um. It’s Thursday now, not Wednesday, and I’m definitely not feeling as good today as I was yesterday. A general feeling of Ick most likely brought on by the fact I haven’t been asleep before 11pm this week. I’m a wimp and need my approximately 8 hours of sleep if my heath is not going to crash. Last night I didn’t fall asleep until after midnight sometime. My alarm went off at 6 am, so… yeah. < 6 hours of sleep isn’t good. Tummy is icky and my throat is feeling raw. I was planning on biking to Brownies tonight (which is not actually Brownies, but a Spaghetti Dinner Fundraiser put on by the Guide & Pathfinder units that I invited to share our space after they got kicked out of theirs), but I’m not sure anymore.

I should bike to the meeting (honestly, it’s not that far from my home), because I haven’t been to the gym in ages and I’ll be nomming on yummy pasghetti, and, apparently, brownie sundaes for desert. Mmm, calories.

I’m still excited to start the running class with Alli & Colleen, but less bouncy about it today.

I’m bad and buying my lunch today. Bought breakfast too, (same as yesterday) because I have no cereal and didn’t make my lunch last night and didn’t have the time (or energy) to make it this morning.

Wah. Stupid throat. Maybe I’ll skip the dinner and just stay home, watch Criminal Minds from last night and go to bed super early. No, I really should go, because I’ve got permission slips and junk for my Brownie parents for Camp in a couple of weeks, and I want to see all parents before we start next week’s meeting so we can chat about the camp.

Okay, lunch time, I hope.

Trying to keep an eye on Kerry Burtnyk (Team Manitoba) at the Tim Horton’s Brier. He’s 5-4, and has to win this draw (vs. Quebec) to make it into the semi finals. Right now, they’re in the 7th end and Burtnyk is up 4-3. From what I’ve been hearing & reading he’s been shooting like SHIT this week. Come on, man! Buck up and KICK ASS.

Bored, omg. Still feeling ugh-y from yesterday, with a bit of a headache threatening to claw out through my forehead if it gets worse. Not fun.

Girl Guide cookies arrive today, and I’m heading to pick up my 15 cases (that’s 360 boxes) and head to Brownies. I haven’t really planned anything to do tonight, which sucks. The last two meetings have gone so well! Sigh. I need to get more planning done.

Also going to install Ubuntu on my pc tonight… just have to change some of the partitions around and then redo it.  I installed it last night but had to bust up a logical drive for the swap for Ubuntu which left me with a wack load of space that I couldn’t do anything with because I’d already had four partitions.  Meh.  Hopefully it’ll work out better tonight.