argh.

I was dreaming I was at work. It wasn't like some surreal dream where Midgets were speaking English backwards.
Nope...me just helping customers.
I woke up feeling tired.

stuff...

I am sitting on the bus this morning listening to my discman...tuning out and looking out the window. I then realized I have been moving my head about and doing a complicated drum pattern on my cd player. I was really into the moment. I looked up and this sorta cute guy starts laughing.

Gennie is a dork. But a cool dork.

More Long fucking lines today. Holly made my afternoon by saying, "come into Coach after the New Year when you come back, I can give you a deal."
Some assholes, I avoided David Brent today like a rash on a sailor and the day passed by quickly.

I even got a free steamed eggnog.

Now I need to do all of the laundry and tidy up anything else I forgot about...because I forget about everything.

Real true adventures of Miss Gennie: Klutz

I am a dumb-ass.
I got up to greet Andrew when he came in and I tripped. I tripped in a way that no human has ever tripped before. My right big toe somehow caught on my back of my left ankle.
Achilles Tendon to be exact.
I fell forward, but caught myself. Damage was done.
I created a huge gash on my achilles tendon and bled everywhere. Oh it was a sight. I have a band-aid on now and it looks a little better. For a bit I was hobbling.

Oh Gennie what a natural talent you are.