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PSA

How you feel about your gender identity or your sexuality doesn’t have to fit into a neatly labeled box. I know it’s nice to have labels so you can find other people like yourself, but they’re not necessary.

If you need more time to figure yourself out, that’s okay too. There is no set age at which you should have everything figured out. You’re seventeen and you think you might be gay, but you’re not sure? Ok. You’re thirty two and you’re unsure if you’re demisexual? That’s fine. You’re seventy two and don’t know what the hell’s going on but maybe your crush on Anne Marie in the nursing home is more than gals being pals? Cool.

It’s okay to figure things out at your own pace. 

I’m so sick someone help. My GM left and thank gods we close early tonight so I’m just sort of hiding out in the office right now while it’s nice and quiet. A few more hours and I get a three day weekend after this

I’m gonna buy soup on my way home and then go to bed with netflix

As a manager I’m not supposed to be on the checkstand, but I do get called up as a last resort when the line is too full; today though, I was so out of it that instead of asking the woman who’s stuff I was scanning “and are you a rewards member with us?” I said “Are you a rewards member with me?” and at that moment, death could not come swiftly enough

I always pray to Apollo before blood draws for a quick and easy go because I have hard veins to find and sometimes I leave with no fewer than three holes in each arm- so I owed an offering. I’m 98% sure I fucked said offering up last night, and less than 24hrs later, in the middle of my shift at work, I come down with a cold/flu and am now losing my voice.

*to the tune of maybelline*

Maybe it’s coincidence…maybe I fucked up~

After a couple of weeks of being at my job, they finally managed to get me my official managers badge and suddenly, magically customers comply with what I say instead of going through the whole “I want to speak to your manager” “Mam, I AM the manager” “No you’re not.” “Mam, fuck off” and it’s nice

So my dad didn’t get the job in Houston- which I’m relieved actually, because as much as I want to leave ohio, I need some semblance of stability in my life?? But instead of applying for more places outside of the area (which was the point, to gtfo of Ohio) he’s applying for a job down in some small town in Kentucky?

I swear to god if he uproots us one more time for the same job he’s doing now, in Buttfuck Kentucky, I will murder him.

Who knows what happened, but this is a super nice break from exhaustion

A miracle happened, and with my two day weekend came a burst of energy and today I not only walked to the corner store for milk and tape, I managed to dig my harry potter books out of storage (and put the whole thing back together) but I might have enough energy for some witchcraft that I’ve been meaning to do. Oh, and I found foxglove on my walk back home, so it’s drying on my desk.