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Wow...today is definitely a newsworthy day. It's been an ok day, but I don't want to say a wierd one, but I think it has. If that makes any sense. It just started with two wierd dreams last night, and it just kept on going until practically when I clocked out today at 2pm. Like, supposidly there's this rumor that this old lady was hit last night biking down this street near where I work, posing the same description as the old lady I was writing about in one of my previous journal entries. And she does ride a bike, except they didn't give a positive ID of the bike, or the name of the lady riding it, so everybody's kinda on edge wondering if maybe that was her. It would be really sad if it is. She's a nice lady, like I said, and we all like her. But the worst part is that some of the customers are worried too. So hopefully she shows up for work tomorrow. And then since I'm running short on time, I very, very narrowly escaped, or forestalled my evaluation on work performance earlier today. I'll say I evaded it. It's going to be so horrible, I just know it. I have been late to work so many times, and I'm always caught slacking on the job. I never call in, but I never get called in either. And I'm sorta on the manager's bad side. But one of the front office people at the store say that they're all going out tonight to get drunk and she's going with them, so if they can get her all good and hammered. Maybe my evaluation tomorrow might not be so bad. Everybody says she's like a gastapo with evaluations. Like, I hear no one has gotten a good score. Even the guy that I was just talking about from the front office says she gave him just low enough of a score so that he wouldn't get a raise. That would be so messed up if she did it on purpose. But I'd believe it. Lol. If the shoe fit's wear it. I'm just hopin' for the best. Preparing for the worst though. Tomorrow, I die. That's worst case scenario. I'll have the last will and testament on the night stand, and I'll be sure to clean my room before I go. Anyway, another interesting thing that happened today was that happened today was an example of the neumerous prejudice attacks I mentioned in my previous journal entry. I told you bigotry is not dead where I live. This time it was a gay bashing comment that I do not take lightly. I'm not gay myself, but I do know a handful of people who are, and they're alright, and there's nothing more lustful about being gay than being straight. It's like being born with green or brown eyes and they shouldn't be descriminated against for being what they are. But so anyway, it said something like, stop the radical gay movement because it's coveting your child's mind, or something like that. I wish I had written it down, it was really good material. But like I thought it was just absolutely rediculous. Let's see, somebody's drawer at work was like over a hundred dollars supposidly last night, and they don't know if they'll recover it. Bk's going to have to work from 4am-6pm today, that freaking sucks. Oh, and I found out I close down the store every night for the next week, that I'm working that is, and if I'm not suspended. He he. Naw, that wouldn't happen until the next week. But hey, I'm running out of time, so I want to get to the dreams really quick because we all know, that's the best part of any journal. The more G rated dream, I'll start off with first, I dreamed that there was like war in America, so I took a plane to Holland to escape the violence, and I became a pauper on the streets of Holland, walking somewhere, I got stopped at some border and this one guy started shooting cannons at me because I didn't have a passport, and for a short time I was with this guy and his dog, but then I lost them when I stopped in this garden, that was supposidly the inspiration for the It's a Small World ride. And I used the restroom there, and I had this little clutch (basicly a female wallet) with me that had all the rest of my money in it and I left it in the stall when I went to look for them and never came back for it. And I ended up spending my first night as a guest in a strangers house. It was posistioned on a cliff and there was a hole in the roof and the light from the moon shined in. And that was basically the end of that dream. And then, the other dream I had, again had to do with the one girl that I mention in one of my previous entries, the one that always appears in my nightmares. So she was in there again. This time, again the theme was that I was a pauper, but more child like....I was in a convent. And she was kind of like a nanny like figure. She was in charge of like 12 maybe 15 girls and she was just kinda like one of those mean teenage baby sitters. The one's that really don't care what you do as long as you stay out of the way and don't let them catch you doing it. And, I guess she was in the middle of assigning chores, because there were brooms and ladders and mops set out all over the place, and we were all gathered around her in a circle. And all of the sudden I take in the scenario, and realize that I'm topless. And not a good kind of topless, like bare, a why the hell am I topless moment. And I'm like in shock and embarassed, trying to keep my ears from turning red, and while I'm still in my thoughts, somehow a lightbulb comes loose and shatters on the floor. And she selects me to pick it up, but I'm still not paying attention. So she stoops over me and takes my chin in her hand, and slaps me on the cheek twice, lightly to get my attention. It didn't hurt, but it's like totally disrespectful, and degrading. And that's how she got a bad rap in this dream. Just like someone snapping their fingers in your face, rude, and just mean.
twisted That was her in my dream. lol Who would do such a thing to little old me? And more importantly why does my mind keep telling me she's a bad person, when really she's not? Strange. Ah well, that's all I got time for today. I have to go pick up mom. We share a car. Bye!