Symphonia

My day began with my manager offering me psychological help. Great, just great. Yes, I would just love to bitch about all my problems to some complete stranger...not. No, thank you. A person eventually comes to a point in their life when they realize that complaining does squat and only through positive actions can they improve themselves and their lives. I've arrived at that point.

This week has been hellish, but only because I jinxed it all with my last journal entry in February. My own fault really - snow storms, exploding batteries, being late to work. Things seem to be spirally out of control...but I'm still fighting it tooth and claw.

Jessica and I should have a great night tomorrow. We're going to a social with Christina and are meeting Jackie and Crystal later. Should be a fun night. Yay. I work at 2:00, which isn't bad...

Tonight was fun. Kimberley, Scott and I spent four hours playing Tales of Symphonia. Best. Game. Ever. I'm quite serious...I had a blast playing it again. The night's highlight was our encounter with a rather interesting looking woman in Sev. We didn't have a lot of nice things to say about her dead coat, unique look or the Sanoma Truck in the parking lot. "Yikes." I thought I was going to choke on my slurpee and die right there. Yikes indeed.

I miss how my life was when I was happy...