*snores*

Guuuh it's early.

I think this is gonna be the biggest drawback to the new job, the timing.

I got up at 4. Which is fine if I go to bed by 8...but urk.

Oh well. I'll live.

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I'm going to die by the end of the day.

I have to leave the room by noon to catch the bus downtown so I can get my Greyhound on time. Then I'll take the bus to Boston, get off, and wait four hours.

Four. Fucking. Hours.

*sigh*

I have Kip all charged, and plenty of books, and my fic notebook, but...four hours. Urk.

And when the four hours are finally up, I'll be on the bus until 11.

But...I've been up since four, so I should be able to nap. Not that Greyhound-naps are the most restful, but...eh.

I'm not hugely looking forward to being home. I don't think any of my friends will be, and it means sharing computers, and...blah. Oh well.

I think I'm gonna love the new job, ridiculous schedule aside. Yay.

*grumble*

I want one day, just one, where things go according to plan.

And y'know...if a bus is supposed to come at 12:10, I shouldn't get to the stop at 12 to find I've missed it.

And my bank account is showing up as overdrawn, which...I had a little under $100, and the bus tickets were $70. Last I checked, 100-70 was 30, not -3.

But what do I know.

I might just decide not to go home. I've gotta call Dad, but...there's a bus to Boston I can catch in plenty of time to get the Greyhound from Boston to Burlington, but with my account overdrawn I doubt they'll take my card, and I'm in no mood to go all the way downtown to get a "no".