Me and my sister have the entire house to ourselves tonight. Which normally means I’d be blasting music while screaming my head off on Xbox Live, but the whole my-mom-in-the-hospital situation sort of puts me in more considerate attitude. My dad is staying the night to keep her company. (The procedure went well, she’s now doing fine and should be home tomorrow.)
Non-stop shelving at the library for 6 hours wasn’t fun today. Everytime I’m scheduled to do so, I get a little closer to resenting the place. I got promoted for a reason, why am I still be scheduled to do my old job? Oh yeah. You haven’t hired a replacement and haven’t trained me for the new position… I guess I shouldn’t be complaining too much though. I am getting the new promotion’s paygrade (an increase of $3 an hour, so now making $12+ an hour.)
I have another recording session scheduled for tomorrow, and honestly I’m dreading it. Not because of the recording process, or the artist I’m recording (he’s actually pretty cool), but I really am starting to hate the house we record in. To say it’s digusting, would be an understatement. In the next month or two, if things don’t change, I’ll probably stop recording with a partner, and just become a free-lance music producer/sound engineer. Come to think of it, I don’t know why I ever started a music-recording business with other people. I hate people!
These Cheez-Its are sooooooooooo good right now.