I have finished beating Kingdom Hearts.
Mom and Dad let Kerri and I go home at lunch time today. :D Which was wonderful ’cause it was smoking hot and there wasn’t much for us to do. So hurray, it’s 3:20 and I’ve beat Kingdom Hearts. That’s exciting.
Games left to play:
FFX (yes, still. I need to start playing it again – I know I’ll be rusty.)
Spyro: A New Beginning (I bought it this summer, started it, but haven’t touched it since.)
FFXII (same deal as the Spyro one)
P3F (I bought it last weekend, but I’m wondering if I should beat FFX first…)
And then there’s FFIII for my DS which I’ve started. Except I keep feeling that I should save that game for when I’m not sitting at home with other options… some day I’m gonna be sitting somewhere with my DS and have nothing to play because I beat it already. Just watch. -_-
So Tylar is a total ‘tard. I called him Wed. ’cause I wanted to go to the Mardi Gras thing this weekend. He said he’d call back with an answer… but I ended up calling him today because I hadn’t heard back. Way to go Tyler. -_- And then he tells me he doesn’t want to go to the Mardi Gras thing. Stupid Tyler. He wants to sit on his butt somewhere. Lazy Tyler. So maybe we’ll do something else some other time this weekend, except I still want to go to the Mardi Gras thing and I have to visit my dad in Vernon some time this weekend yet. And he thinks he might be working this Sunday. -_- Tyler, you’re a ‘tard. /rant
In other news, I am SO glad it’s Friday. Only two weeks left of work. Hurray! I still need to make solid plans for the IPE. I made a hair appointment on the 27th – yay for short hair again! That is all.
EDIT:
Why does he have to be such a fucking jerk? I was planning to quit on Aug. 22, until I found out that Dawn’s planning a get-together that night. Since it would be nice to get there before 6:00 and to be y’know, not ready to fall asleep at 9, I thought I’d ask to get off on the 21st instead.
And what does he do? He sets off into a rant about how employees don’t dictate how things run and why don’t I take the whole week off and a whole bunch of crap. So basically, he’s blaming me for the fact that there are going to be three girls working from the 18th to the 20th as well as for all the ‘absences’ from work lately (Shane hurt his shoulder last week and can’t work now, John has been mysteriously missing all week (didn’t show up, call, nothing) and Bill called in ’sick’ today because his back is hurting him.) He’s making it MY FUCKING FAULT when I have NOTHING to do with any of that. Nevermind that I’m the best freaking employee they’ve got right now, that I work my butt off for them and have been all summer just so I can make enough money to scrape by paying for school and repaying them.
