I'm getting my things together for my Seattle/beach weekend trip. Sucks that I work late today & that my flight is so early tomorrow, but at least I won't be driving. ::guh:: kill me if I ever have to drive I-90 to Seattle alone ever again. Amazing road trip it is not.
Anyway, it's Jess' birthday tomorrow (& Jenn's), & we're camping in the Ocean Shores area. Love that place! I haven't been to that area since my surfing accident last summer, so it's clearly high time I get over a few things while I'm out there.
Things have been tense at work, what w/ me freaking out over potentially being fired. Seems that the supervisors don't really care what happens on shift (??), & that the three-strikes rule is just an arbitrary statement that HR makes to freak out employees. Bugger that. I was in such hysterics, that I almost wish they came down w/ the hammer. Obviously, not really, but this week has been so... I can't even explain it. I just really need the ocean & good friends.
Been thinking a lot about friends. I guess since I had the psych review for the Peace Corps med packet. She asked if I had any friends in town from high school. Uh, no. I haven't been here in like eight years. Why would I still have friends from then? I have college & work friends. The look she gave me was maybe a little sad, but I don't think she realized that I'm not a recent HS grad. When I told her that I graduated college five years ago, she was a little surprised.
I've digressed, & I don't even remember what point I was trying to make. I guess I'm just all over the place today, & need this time away more than I'd realized. I get to Seatac around 830, & Brant is picking me up. We'll have brunch & then Jess will come round to get me & head out to the beach. (If I close my eyes & breathe deep, I can almost smell the salt.)
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