Work on Sunday and Monday were pretty much the same. The only thing of not e was the fact that I stayed for almost the entirety of my shifts on both days. Hours picking up? I hope so!
Sunday I had an episode.
And by that I mean I cried because I didn't know there was going to be a
'Walking Dead' marathon until the new episode aired at nine. I ended up
missing episode 7, for the second time, and was so upset and frustrated
that I wouldn't be able to watch it or the newer ones until DVD,
ensuring I was behind everyone once again.
Thankfully, I was
saved by Kara, who found me a site to download episode 7 on, so I was
able to watch that and then watch the newest one at 11.
During work on Monday, I got some super cute texts from John:
":* My Valentine"
"You deserve to be covered with kisses :* :* :*"
I should say that the first of those texts was completely out of the blue. They made me blush like mad.
He calls me his "kitten" :3
haven't done much this Valentine's Day, though I did hit the gym and
watch one of my Netflix films; 'Ravenous'. I...I don't...I don't even. I
didn't like it, that's all I can say.
I just made chicken and pasta for dinner and oh my God it's delicious. I'm not even bragging, I did a fucking phenomenal job.
Work again tomorrow, 12-8 this time.