Work and Fanfiction Update

I had a pretty good night: I had overstock detail tonight -- I sacked for only maybe all of an hour and a half at the beginning of the evening, but because of the rain, it was a fairly quiet night.

Thus... I had enough energy, when I came home, to finish typing up the last chapter of "Cash on the Barrelhead", an "A.I." fanfic I've been working on for a while now...

Quiz Result that Didn't Surprise me

Take the quiz: "Whats your political view."

Patriot
This is the best country in the world. Freedom and liberty is a human right.

I figured I'd get something like this, especially the way some of the answers to the questions made me cringe.... Though that could just be another example of the way I seem to be cringing at everything lately... I wish I could shake that, whatever it is, so people won't have to watch me folding up emotionally.

A Good Night at Work

The Frenchman came through again: I'm officially a "PM Sacker", according to the schedule. He must have put in my transfer from the bakery to the front end recently. And, fortunately or unfortunately, I have more hours: about 18 hours this week just around the corner, though that may drop to 17 hours since I have an appointment on Tuesday afternoon and I may end up getting to work late. I ran that past him and he was perfectly okay with that.

And it seems I am now the Queen of Overstocking, or "un-shopping" as my dad calls it (ie. putting back the stuff people decided they didn't want/need, and-or which they left in the wrong department/wrong aisle.). Last night and tonight, I spent most of my time doing overstock. Not that it bugs me! I much prefer it over sacking and having to endure listening to the anNOYing teenagers talking about their lustlife -- I mean, lovelife.