I was stuck on a register for 7 hours today, which was made more unbearable because 1) it's ski season, 2) it's the post-holiday rush, and 3) this is the 7th day in a row I've been stuck on a register rather than allowed to do my nominal job. It grates, and I hate being chained to a register for my whole shift, and customers in general can be really, really rude and awful. I find myself becoming more and more misanthropic the longer I work in customer service.

In other news, one of my coworkers is persisting in trying to set me up with one of her stepbrothers/our other coworkers. It's not so bad, as the guy in question is definitely the best of the guys who work at the store, but insufferable to endure. We shall see what happens. I did get a horrific rendition of "Call me Maybe" out of it, so...

Also, writing isn't going as badly as it was yesterday, largely made up by the fact that I woke up in the middle of the night to write down page - made easier by the fact that I've slept on my couch for the last 3 days in a row. Largely because I cannot be bothered to go the extra five feet to my bed, and because this way I can turn on my heater in the morning without having to move too far when I wake up because of the cold.

Also, I got Bioshock: Infinite for Xmas, and am about 1/3 or 1/2 of the way through. It's very confusing - more of a 1st Person Shooter than I usually play - but the game's pretty cool. I'm enjoying it and right now it's the only thing keeping me from going utterly mad. I still haven't watched the last 2 Sleepy Hollows or SPNs, despite the break, or listened to the last two WtNV, and IDK what it is. I'm procrastinating the things I'm interested in at this point. Le sigh.

16 more days to the new semester. Technically the scholarship people want me to quit my job and find one on campus, which I'm all for, but none of the on-campus jobs have called me back yet, so I'm going to try to cut back my hours to just the weekends and keep up the grocery store job until they make an issue of it. 17 credit hours. What am I thinking?

Dad is being a jerk this week because of Xmas and PRAXIS studying, but what can you do? I've hardly been home, but he still manages to be infuriating. So I hide in my cave and try to remain invisible. It sucks, but I'm restraining myself from doing anything drastic in passive aggressive retaliation. On which note, I'm debating about getting, “Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise,” for my next tattoo, but I've also considered going on the 1yr anniversary of my Boot Camp experience and getting a compass.... so It's all up in the air and depends upon my free time/ funds / passive aggressive feels at the time.

And this was just supposed to be a short thing before I went back to writing.
5hrs of physics + lab
4hrs of comp sci + lab
4 hours of calc 2
3 hours of discrete math
1 seminar hour for scholarship
17 hrs of madness