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Nov. 15th, 2005 08:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
holly_evolvingI went to sleep around 7:30 AM and woke up around 4:30 PM.
Craig will be home in about an hour and a half. I don't like cooking when his mom's around, so I'm waiting till she goes to sleep. I know it's ridiculous, and I don't care.
I can't find Fires of Heaven. Blast you, Robert Jordan!
I didn't skip work today. I seem to have every other day off. I get my first paycheck on Friday. I can't believe they pay me to play with toys! Last night there was a couple with their three year old son in the store until very late. They couldn't decide what present to buy for their nephew who they rarely see. He's 1. I helped them decide the noisiest toddler education toy I can find. It's an important gift-giving principal. If the kid is not yours and does not live with you, give it the noisiest toy you can. The son with them (his name was Joshua) didn't want to go home. So I asked him: "Do you have Thomas [the tank engine] at home?" He said yes. "Well, would you tell my friend Thomas that I said Hi when you go home to play with him?" He said ok, took his dad by the hand, and started pulling him up to the register. His mom thanked me and looked at me like I was the Messaiah. I forgot I'm acutally good at this stuff.
I read Endless Nights today. Delirium's story made me cry.
My PJ pants have that cute little black-and-white kitten that made all those problems for the Warner Brothers bulldog on them. You know, the one that he thought was baked into a cookie, so he cried and kept the cookie till he saw her again?
There's a line of trees between the condo complex and the train tracks, and beyond the tracks are the municipal fields. The fields have their lights on, and they're reflecting off the clouds overhead. It looks almost like a second sunset. A chemical transport train came through very slowly a few minutes ago, and all you could see was the yellow lights through the trees, and this huge shape hulking through the blackness. And the wheels were so loud--like a drawn out lion's roar.
Craig will be home in about an hour and a half. I don't like cooking when his mom's around, so I'm waiting till she goes to sleep. I know it's ridiculous, and I don't care.
I can't find Fires of Heaven. Blast you, Robert Jordan!
I didn't skip work today. I seem to have every other day off. I get my first paycheck on Friday. I can't believe they pay me to play with toys! Last night there was a couple with their three year old son in the store until very late. They couldn't decide what present to buy for their nephew who they rarely see. He's 1. I helped them decide the noisiest toddler education toy I can find. It's an important gift-giving principal. If the kid is not yours and does not live with you, give it the noisiest toy you can. The son with them (his name was Joshua) didn't want to go home. So I asked him: "Do you have Thomas [the tank engine] at home?" He said yes. "Well, would you tell my friend Thomas that I said Hi when you go home to play with him?" He said ok, took his dad by the hand, and started pulling him up to the register. His mom thanked me and looked at me like I was the Messaiah. I forgot I'm acutally good at this stuff.
I read Endless Nights today. Delirium's story made me cry.
My PJ pants have that cute little black-and-white kitten that made all those problems for the Warner Brothers bulldog on them. You know, the one that he thought was baked into a cookie, so he cried and kept the cookie till he saw her again?
There's a line of trees between the condo complex and the train tracks, and beyond the tracks are the municipal fields. The fields have their lights on, and they're reflecting off the clouds overhead. It looks almost like a second sunset. A chemical transport train came through very slowly a few minutes ago, and all you could see was the yellow lights through the trees, and this huge shape hulking through the blackness. And the wheels were so loud--like a drawn out lion's roar.
