Lately has been crazy though. Although I'm officially done Christmas shopping (all I have left to do is wrap) time is moving by so fast and at an increasingly confusing rate. At work the customers and I have come to a complete and final consensus that such confusion is called "Christmas Fog". It's the feeling when you have so much to do, but can't think straight and all you want is a good meal and sleep but you still have so much to do and say things like "would you like a dollar with your receipt". Yea, that's Christmas Fog.
In other news, I'm staying right on my month's budget because I've lost my debit card. It's working wonders for my pocket but ya know I'd really like it back now. Also, ACME fired me. Yet another business I'd like to start boycotting. (From the past few months there's now a grand total of three.)
I've come to the conclusion that one way or the other I'm going back to Italy in July...or June...either way I'm going back.
There's this custodian at work who brings me yogurt sometimes so I bought him a Christmas card and then I lost it. Why am I such a successful human being? (I have this suspicion if I find the card I'll find my debit card and vis versa but both have failed to reappear)
A few things have made me feel like a grown-up lately: 1) Work traffic reports actually apply to me. I just wish I knew which roads they were talking about--all I know is that for the past few weeks I've been stuck in it. 2) Coffee is an actual life source. 3) I realized yesterday that I have definable truths and idiosyncrasies about myself that I'd prefer to keep to myself and only reveal to certain people at the appropriate times. (I consider this an adult trait because teenagers and kids half the time make mistakes and do the wrong thing or say things loudly to be seen and heard [the other half of the time we really don't know we're making mistakes]. We're all just saying "hey look at me, look at what I can do, I'm creating my own limits and making my own choices isn't that cool?!" But the confidence and maturity that ushers in the beginning of adult doesn't require those big public displays because knowing yourself how cool and unique you are and being able to decide who to share yourself with is enough) Boom adulthood...and probz meekness, who knows.
I'm still a kid though because my mom still has to remind to do my laundry, and the dishes, and clean my room. Without her I'd probably live like a guerrilla.
A revelation I had this morning is that Tumblr is a terrible, terrible place full teen angst and sadness. Don't go there. Ever. Real blogs are so much cooler ;)
In closing, go hug someone you love or leave them a love note, or bake cookies. All of those things are lovely.
Ciao amici!