Long day at work today. Eight to four thirty. Basically straightened cosmetics all day. We’re getting ready for inventory and cosmetics is one of the biggest shrink areas, so it’s just preventative, I guess. Because the people who come in for inventory only scan the first item and then just count the ones behind it. So if the first one’s wrong, they’re all wrong. Kinda frustrating how lazy they are. And all the counts are inaccurate. Why wouldn’t you just do it right? Anyways…

I’m just hanging out with Jeremy. Well, near Jeremy. He’s doing his art homework. An oil painting of Iggy Pop. It’s absolutely insane. He’s such a great artist, it makes me so jealous. I have totally run out of inspiration and motivation when it comes to art. I admire his enthusiasm; he’s actually enjoying being in AP art. I fucking hated it. So much pressure… But, he’s doing really well. And I’m happy.

I got invited to go party with Brittany from work. (Jeremy too.) I am totally game but I don’t think Jeremy wants to. And, of course, I told him I wouldn’t go if he didn’t. But I feel like a little time apart wouldn’t be the end of the world. It’s just one night. Not a big deal. And I think it’s okay for me to have friends of my own. I need to feel like my own person once in a while; we’re not a package deal.

Well, I guess that’s enough for tonight. I’m pretty excited about tomorrow because Jeremy has off school and I don’t work! Yay! So we get the day together. And maybe tomorrow night I’ll see if Brittany is gonna go party. And maybe I’ll go. :)