Word of the Day: dreidel My second day back at work = total disaster Ah, man, it was all going perfectly until I had to leave. Two things that all people should have to pay for with a credit card is an airplane ticket and a hotel room. There’s just too much that goes on behind the front desk in the process of checking a person in to have to worry about money floating around. And day three back at work is going to be me tomorrow afternoon and night working the desk by myself. The one thing I’m most terrified over is being all by myself at work for eight hours and not being sure if I’m doing something right or not. That and being harassed by the scary old men late at night. My only comfort for tomorrow night is that it’s the front desk Christmas party and I know there’s going to be people somewhere to help me if things go terribly wrong. And besides, me working, scary or not, means that I’m away from the house. I think I’m the laziest person I know. I didn’t even read today. All I did was sit around on the couch and watch TV. Looking at it from a different angle, I’m not being lazy but instead I’m resting my mind, preparing myself for next semester. When I talk to my friends it’s laziness, when I talk to my parents it’s preparation. But what is it really? I suppose there’s better ways I could rest my mind, but I choose to do it without any other occupation. Eh, I’m just lazy. What I miss most is being able to wear my ring openly. When I finish reading my Tolkien book I plan on starting one of my Austen books. Probably Pride and Prejudice since that’s what people have been telling me to read. But I have to finish The Silmarillion first. It’s so good and it’s so interesting, but I’m just not motivated to read anything at all. I know that once I start I’ll be fine; it’s just the starting, the making myself read for a few hours at a time. But it’s just like doing anything now with me. I have to make myself start something and once I start I know it’s going to be easy. It’s just that the TV is so very distracting. I went to see Aaron last night after work for about fifteen minutes last night. I feel better knowing that it’s going to be more like the summer than like last Christmas, I feel better knowing more of what he wants it to be like. I can deal with things if I know his expectations. I just wish that things could be right again, how they were before but with what we have now. I wish my parents would let me be with him like they did before I went to school despite how they feel about it now. But if things like this could be wished the final results wouldn’t be half as good as they’re going to be when we live past being dependent on our parents and become dependent upon ourselves and each other. Time and patience is what we need. We both have time and Aaron’s getting better playing the patience game. I’m the one for you cause I know all the dirty things you like to do.