i thought i had tossed in turned in bed for hours. it was only thirty minutes.

my knee, my left knee, turned to liquid at one point.

my head was in my stomach and things were fuzzy and watery.

i woke up feeling better, however.

tired, still, because i got a little under 7 hours of sleep.

which sounds like so much, but it is less than i need.

i worked. the manager arrived right on time. his truck hit that parking space right when the big hand hit the twelve. he got out, started walking, and said "it's a bitch when you sleep through your alarm."

which was pretty much the tone of the day.

slow and lazy.

two people left way before time, because we were slow.

i left thirty minutes early.

there are some people i really enjoy working with. pretty much everyone today, for example.

there are a few people i hate closing with, because they either do shitty jobs cleaning, or they end up making me do all the cleaning.

i havent talked to the girl yet today.

i think shes avoiding this. perhaps. because i will push. because she is afraid of hurt, mine and hers.

because i am afraid, too.

tomorrow's the big "date" or whatever it is.

i still dont know what will happen, or go on, during that.