I never seem to write journalistic entries anymore. A friend told me he prefers my creative writing and cultural analysis more, and every since then, I have stuck to that. But hey, this is supposed to be for me too, so I'm going to sneak this one in. Don't tell.
I took the day off work today. Nothing is better than being in bed during a weekday. This bed is my favourite. My friends have been coming over a lot lately, which is amazing. I feel that because I'm in the West all weekend, hanging here during the week isn't too much to ask for. Also, it doesn't hurt that I make or order food for everyone.
I got my raise and retro pay at work. Couldn't be happier about that! Such a difference, and it will only get better once I get my Honours English specialist certification in a year. I feel like I won't ever stop until I have a doctorate. And hell, I will probably just do it for fun after that.
I made my hair appointment for next week. It is going to be weird to have my hair professionally dyed for the first time. Salma Hayek at the Golden Globes took any self control I had, and my coworkers told me it doesnt look too wild. We will see.
I finally got my Edvantage card, meaning I can join Goodlife for a great price. I figure that I should. I'm surprisingly happy with myself lately, but a firmer butt never killed anyone.
Starting a website for work right now, and I'm excited about it. I keep finding little things I want on it, but the goal is for me to learn as well, so I can fully take it over.
Alright, well, this type of post won't likely happen again. I am planning on re-focusing on cultural theory(linked with literary criticism). How thrilling for me!
