Excessive

I don't feel good.

Yes, these words have graced these pages before, and yet I sit down here again, late at night, and write the same things as I always do. I guess I should explain myself first...

I'm tired. I have a headache, and my eyes hurt, it's not bad enough to force myself to go to sleep early, but it's bad enough that I can't really sit comfortably, and it annoys me. I have a headache from working for over 10 hours today, and I have a headache because I sit here knowing that tomorrow is going to be complete fucking bullshit.

I know I should be asleep by now, I know that I'll be regretting it tomorrow, but what else is new? I go through this every Sunday... I stay up later than I should, write about how I'm retarded for staying up late. I have to open tomorrow, which is 7am, as usual, as has been the case for what seems like over a year now, so things are essentially the same as far as that goes.

What makes tomorrow different from other Sunday's is that tomorrow I have no helper again, which is retarded, and then I have no one in to help me get a mama mia lunch and then a wedding ready, all while keeping brunch replenished. It's all too much for one person and I hate so many things about it. I don't hate the job, I hate the same bullshit I've complained about millions of times. I hate that I work really hard and do good work, but never get any compensation.

So I'm not exactly looking forward to tomorrow at all, I know that it's going to hot, sticky, sweaty and full of horsecrap, and I'll come home and be tired and useless.

Yeah, this entry doesn't sound so positive, but I'm really not in that bad of a mood. In fact, I'm feeling kind of social, but have no one to talk to. No one on facebook chat, or MSN, no one to text, no one anywhere. I feel content and okay, I'm just annoyed by the headache really... I had a nice bath, and a nice snack, so I dunno... I just feel nervous or uneasy about tomorrow.

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