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Did you miss me? :)
Feb. 13th, 2004 03:00 pmGreetings and salutations my beloved horde of adoring minions! After a two week absence, your darling Nevvie has returned. You may now rejoice and sing my praises with hymns worshiping my name. Or at least, y'know, say welcome back. And stuff. *grins impishly*
We have a new manager at work, huzzah! The obnoxious twat who never gave me hours and the bitchqueen who tormented me are gone, replaced by a very nice new store director and three employees from his previous store. I already like him exceedingly, because he has given me a ton of hours, which is why I have not been online recently. I've been working 10-12 hour shifts, and have just been too tired to read LJ when I come home. I'm actually on the schedule for the first time in months next week, and for 30 hours too, which after about so long with only getting 5-10 if I was lucky makes me a very happy Nevvie. I was starting to get extremely depressed about my lack of job and general uselessness, so this welcome change hasn't come a moment too soon. I still wish I was actually using some of my creative talent on stage or summat instead, but for now this is as good as I'm likely to get, so I may as well enjoy it. :)
I'm beginning to angst about my outfit for the Oscar party -- my fitting is next week, and it should be ready by the 20th, but I fear I chose the wrong thing, and that I will regret my decision to go in costume and be nervous and unhappy at the party. Am rather anxious about the party anyway, as I seem to be the only one not going in a large group, and will therefore spend what should be one of the most exciting nights of my life miserable and alone. If only some nice hobbit boy would find me and spend the night with me! Not in that way of course. Well, maybe. Heh. ;-) I know, I know, am being a whingy brat who is not appreciating her good fortune etc etc. I know. I can't help it! Social Anxiety Disorder is not a fun thing. But I try to ignore it as much as possible, honestly I do. Anyway. What was the point of this paragraph? I forget now. *grins sheepishly*
Please help -- do I go to the Doctor Who convention tomorrow, and spend thirty dollars I don't have to see Paul McGann, Sylvester McCoy and Susannah Harker (Jane from Pride and Prejudice)? All signs point to 'yes', but my bank account is screaming 'no'. *laughs*
To everyone who replied to my last post, THANK YOU. I've been reading your responses every few days, to remind me how lucky I am to have such wonderful, compassionate friends. You are all incredible, and I am so thankful to have you in my life. :)
Lalalala. I think I shall go watch Labyrinth now, because even though I played it three times at work this week, it's still not enough. *wanders off singing* 'What kind of magick spell to use...'
We have a new manager at work, huzzah! The obnoxious twat who never gave me hours and the bitchqueen who tormented me are gone, replaced by a very nice new store director and three employees from his previous store. I already like him exceedingly, because he has given me a ton of hours, which is why I have not been online recently. I've been working 10-12 hour shifts, and have just been too tired to read LJ when I come home. I'm actually on the schedule for the first time in months next week, and for 30 hours too, which after about so long with only getting 5-10 if I was lucky makes me a very happy Nevvie. I was starting to get extremely depressed about my lack of job and general uselessness, so this welcome change hasn't come a moment too soon. I still wish I was actually using some of my creative talent on stage or summat instead, but for now this is as good as I'm likely to get, so I may as well enjoy it. :)
I'm beginning to angst about my outfit for the Oscar party -- my fitting is next week, and it should be ready by the 20th, but I fear I chose the wrong thing, and that I will regret my decision to go in costume and be nervous and unhappy at the party. Am rather anxious about the party anyway, as I seem to be the only one not going in a large group, and will therefore spend what should be one of the most exciting nights of my life miserable and alone. If only some nice hobbit boy would find me and spend the night with me! Not in that way of course. Well, maybe. Heh. ;-) I know, I know, am being a whingy brat who is not appreciating her good fortune etc etc. I know. I can't help it! Social Anxiety Disorder is not a fun thing. But I try to ignore it as much as possible, honestly I do. Anyway. What was the point of this paragraph? I forget now. *grins sheepishly*
Please help -- do I go to the Doctor Who convention tomorrow, and spend thirty dollars I don't have to see Paul McGann, Sylvester McCoy and Susannah Harker (Jane from Pride and Prejudice)? All signs point to 'yes', but my bank account is screaming 'no'. *laughs*
To everyone who replied to my last post, THANK YOU. I've been reading your responses every few days, to remind me how lucky I am to have such wonderful, compassionate friends. You are all incredible, and I am so thankful to have you in my life. :)
Lalalala. I think I shall go watch Labyrinth now, because even though I played it three times at work this week, it's still not enough. *wanders off singing* 'What kind of magick spell to use...'
