Norton was supposed to visit this weekend. Everything was looking up. I had to call him and tell him that we have to do it another one after I told him two days ago that the gallant could reunite.
I'm in-between jobs. One won't let me quit and the other wants me to start today. I'm being promoted without previous experience.
My credibility as an Assistant Manager: 0
My fear that someone will find me out: 0
The N above gave me advice once that no matter what situation I'm being catapulted into, I need to walk into it with my feet on the ground and an overwhelming sense of blind confidence. Let's hope it pans out.
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I guess the sun's come finally out, while I'm committed to far too much today. I was pensive about my schedule in the latter part of August, now I just hate it. I haven't been able to eat as well as I would. I haven't been able to exercise, and today I'd just like to shit. Fuck you, Wednesday.
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