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Ah romance: a spirit, inclination for adventure, mystery or excitement. Love, especially romantic love idealized for it's purity or beauty. A mysterious, exciting, sentimental, or nostalgic quality, especially one associated with a place. Romance is awesome, and it's one of the driving forces in my life. Nostalgic, hopeless... staring into a lightning filled sky, these things are what fill me with both hope and despair... feelings of comfort, but feelings of regret. It will never leave me, I will forever be a hopeless romantic, and I think that's okay, I think that while there are negatives to being a sucker; Negatives to being lost in romance, there are greater or equal positives that can potentially come from it.

Kyle caught a praying mantis at work today. What the fuck? He let it go... but took a picture before he did.

I was in a decent mood today, somewhere in between both ends, feeling somewhat rested, and organized. I woke up at 5:30am and had breakfast, which was two pieces of dark rye toast with butter and a coffee, with two apple sauces after, a strawberry apple and a kiwi apple, both are excellent and yummy, and are usually just that extra little bit of food I need in the morning.

I worked from 7am to 3pm today, and it was a rather stress free day, which is a nice change from the last little bit... work has been quite stressful lately, and having a slower paced day helped calm me and let me rest. The night before, Mark and Kyle had got a lot of the BBQ prep done, since every Thursday we have a BBQ, and this allowed me to finish the prep for it much earlier than normal, giving me more time to work on my actual work. I basically spent the entire day getting together a dinner buffet (for only eight people) and a bunch of reception platters, which looking back, maybe shouldn't have taken me my whole shift to do, as I did take a few breaks, but with the time added up from my breaks, I probably didn't even take the time I'm supposed to get, so it's hard to feel guilty. If I can work well enough to get done things fast and in an organized way, I deserve to have a slower day, where I can feel relaxed. Everything was done, and organized, and awesome and I left on time, at 3pm.

Once I got home, after a lovely long bus ride listening to some random music, I had a snack and hung around on the computer for a bit. Eventually Michelle had got home, and she ordered pizza for us to eat, and we watched Star Trek: TNG while wating. It was a decent episode, and I drank coffee and a kit-kat while enjoying it. Afterward, I was struggling to find something to do, so I sat down and made up some random project to work on, which was having a small box sit beside this text-editor (that you can't see) and present me with interesting facts about the length of entries. Specifically, it tells me what the average wordcount is for the month, the year and the overall average word count of the site, so that I can see if the entry I am writing is above or below average length. I spent quite a bit of my evening working on this, and as the sun was going down, I decided to have a bath, even if I didn't have to go to bed as early tonight, I figured I'd do it early, and I could relax a bit more afterward, doing whatever.

I decided to watch a terrible movie, if only because Natasha Henstridge is super hot, and she runs around naked for most of the movie, and that's a good enough reason for me. I've just been writing and barely paying attention to the terrible movie Species, and it's now just ending, so I need to find something else to watch.

Tomorrow I work a 12pm to 8pm shift, something which I rarely do, but it should make to be a quite easy day, with only a wedding dinner buffet. I plan on going in and getting all the salads ready, and then from there get all the other stuff ready, and by then Kyle will be in and I can givehim a few things to do, and it should be an easy day. Because of the late start, I don't have to go to bed as early as normal, but I'm already super tired and almost ready to sleep, so I won't be up for much longer I fear. I'm sure I'll find something to do for a few minutes, but eventually, I'll be going to sleep.

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