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After having worked 44hrs in the last 4 days I decided that today would be a t-shirt and jeans bumming around the house day. I had grand plans. I was going to finish wrapping up the Christmas presents I need to send out. Yes, I haven't sent any yet. However considering that I was only going to do my godchild and immediant family (Mom, Dad, Brother and Grandma) and then my mom gave me money to go shopping with...well I got my shopping done on the 23rd. The family party was the 24th and then I worked the 25th thru the 28th so therefore I'm not doing so bad. I was going to finish this and generally go through the rest of my mail. I had writting planned. I was going to do some cleaning.
Then I called work to figure out my schedule since it was different then the New Years schedule I had discussed with the scheduler. The phone system was down. So it was goodbye to my t-shirt then hello to a nice shirt, earings and some make-up so I could drive into work and get it all figured out. When that was done I got ahold of my gf, she had called me earlier, and we decided to hang out. We haven't seen each other in over two weeks.
I drove out to see her. She had promised me a Build-a-Bear for out 3 month anniversary. I gave her the Christmas presents I'd gotten her (an RJ action figure, a Fall-Out Boy CD, and a MMPR Black Ranger Wristband) and she gave me a card. Turns out my Christmas present was an outfit for my Build-a-Bear. This led to her driving me out there.
My bear is a light tan color. He's rather fuzzy and soft. I got him a pair of checkered shoes and bib coveralls. I named him Billy. The poor clerk that checked us out couldn't figure out why we kept laughing over what I'd named my bear.
Then I called work to figure out my schedule since it was different then the New Years schedule I had discussed with the scheduler. The phone system was down. So it was goodbye to my t-shirt then hello to a nice shirt, earings and some make-up so I could drive into work and get it all figured out. When that was done I got ahold of my gf, she had called me earlier, and we decided to hang out. We haven't seen each other in over two weeks.
I drove out to see her. She had promised me a Build-a-Bear for out 3 month anniversary. I gave her the Christmas presents I'd gotten her (an RJ action figure, a Fall-Out Boy CD, and a MMPR Black Ranger Wristband) and she gave me a card. Turns out my Christmas present was an outfit for my Build-a-Bear. This led to her driving me out there.
My bear is a light tan color. He's rather fuzzy and soft. I got him a pair of checkered shoes and bib coveralls. I named him Billy. The poor clerk that checked us out couldn't figure out why we kept laughing over what I'd named my bear.