
I'm
a Hufflepuff!
I wonder what that means for me?
I just have to say how glad I am that Shane's in my life. He's a comfort and a friend, and he thinks I'm funny too. Someone who doesn't thing all my musings are ridiculous.
We've begun to touch on the idea of a vacation together sometime in January. Where would we go? He's mentioned a place his father has there, but its sort of cold for a beach visit, but it will be quite uncrowded at that point. Just to go anywhere, do anything, and be seen with him is good to me.
Black Friday was not as in the black as I bet my company wanted it to be. I think everything will be slow this Christmas. We'll be blamed, as usual for the shopping habits of our customers. We didn't try hard enough, sell hard enough. Whatever. I should just work at an office shuffling paper.
Everything is too predictable, especially the habits of the lemming like customer.
It's late. I don't work tomorrow, and I don't know what I'm doing then. I hate days off as much as I hate working. What a conundrum.