Someone decided it would be conducive for me to work from 11:30 pm to 8:30 am the following day and then go back to work at 3:30 pm of that same day and work until 12:30 am the next day. Twice. I’m doing this twice in one week.

Two of the adolescent girls got up today 30 minutes before their wake-up time and started whispering to each other. My thoughts did not allow for the idea that they were talking about the weather, the time, what they wished to do today, or any sort of typical thing. Nor was there any room to consider that they may be whispering because it was 7 in the morning and other people were asleep. No, they must be conspiring to:

a.) set someone up.
b.) escape.
c.) hook up with each other.
d.) shank someone.
e.) all of the above.

Yeah. Note the above. There is no room for normalcy.

On a more personal note, I’ve been pretty damn angry lately. I’ve given myself permission to feel this way, as I figure it’s better to recognize and acknowledge something such as anger instead of being self-deluding and having an emotional meltdown over Bath & Body Works being out of this one particular body scrub my skin has become addicted to as a pseudo-catharsis to bottled up emotions. The thing is, I’ve transitioned from being just angry to looking for reasons to be angry. One of my less flattering qualities is that I have a tendency to dwell. Instead of accepting things for what they are, I think of new, innovative ways to prolong why I should continue feeling irate. I find myself ignoring things I know are good for me. So here’s the deal - if anyone out there is on speaking terms with God, maybe you’d like to speak to Him for me a bit. I don’t know what to say to Him lately, other that I’m tired of being so typically myself.

And no, I did not actually have an emotional meltdown at Bath & Body Works, but I am pretty annoyed what I want has been out of stock for a week.

Crap. I’m wasting sleeping hours on this.