Beautiful Thinking...

...I have not seemed to get that out of my head. It's stuck with me all day. To me, it's so discriptive and such an elegant way of putting it. Beautiful Thinking.

Sunday night I got to catch up on my sleep. I loved every sleeping minute of it. I didnt wake up until 1pm *GASP* the next morning. I was dee-frickin-lighted. I lounged for the day, then waited for my dad to get home so I could take the car out. Me and my buddy ol' pal went to London Drugs and I got iTrip for my poddy! It's so cute! (I have yet to name it) It fits snug as a bug in a rug and has really good reception. Only in my dads car though. I wanted to get my eyebrows waxed afterwards, but they closed at 6pm, and it was like 730pm by the time we got outta there, but thats ok. I was delighted enough by the iTrip that I didnt care how much my eyebrows resembled that of the bushes outside my house. From then on, till 230am actually, I had the best time. It must have been the atmosphere or the company, but it was different, a cool different. It was enjoyable. When I got home at 3am, I was like "omg, I have to wake up soon for work" hahaha. But I didn't care.

Today at work was not too bad. So exhausting though. I came home more tired then usual with a huge freaking headache. I was pretty much by myself the whole day. It was pretty freaking dead. LauraLee was upstairs for a good chunk of time filing, so I was left in charge of things downstairs, mwahaha. Of course, as soon as she left, a flood of people came in and I had a line up within 3 and a half seconds. It was fine though. It just sucks dealing with the people and having to answer the switchboard and directing their calls to various places. The customers don't seem to mind hearing you ramble about it though. Tee hee.

I want to get a good sleep tonight and get rid of my headache. I can breath properly now, ribs still a bit sore, but I can take a deep breath now, so all is well;) I really really wanted to see Sara tonight and watch Spongebob, but my head was going to implode and my eyes couldnt stay open, and the thought of the cold made my tears freeze. Waking up at 9pm tomorrow will be nice, and a change. I dont mind the mid day shifts, at all. The closing ones tend to suck a bit, but what can ya do? I like it there.

Sunday is our staff Christmas party, (yeah, a bit late, but it was too crazy before Christmas to have one) It's at some restaurant in Langley, should be funners! I think on Thursday Im gonna go shopping for something to wear. Something purdy and party like.

I REALLY need to get my freaking hair done. Im going to call Thursday maybe and see if I can get in there when I have a day off. What's the number for "The Head Room"..anyone?...anyone?

Im going to bed now, stop babbling Brea, your brook is tired.