Okay. Last time I blogged about how much fun I had at my five year high school reunion. I hadn't initially planned on going, but after having attended I was really glad I did.
Tonight, I kinda wish I hadn't. I closed at the bookstore tonight. It was awful -- it's always awful. And it wasn't much more awful than it usually is (there was one thing that really made me angry; I'll touch on some other time), but having actually had fun the night before somehow made it that much worse. I was seriously on the verge of tears when I got off -- it was that fucking bad. But I didn't cry, because I never cry. I don't think I'm capable of it. Fuck if I didn't come close, though. (more...)




