I'm tired

I'm tired, and tired of being tired, which only makes me exhausted.

Kudos to Lance, who apparently camped out at BBuster to find me...and finally did. We had a late dinner at Subway. Thanks Lance, for reading! :)

And speaking of work, I'm tired of working. It's just not fair. I have my BBuster job, but on top of that I have to help my mom at her daycare. I wouldn't really mind that, except she doesn't ask, she tells me I'm working for her. The whole reason I got a job was so that I wouldn't have to work for her. And this whole situation would be fine if I felt like I were actually earning money, but I never see it -- straight into the post-college savings account -- so if feels like I'm doing all this work for nothing. Very aggravating. All this work, weird scheduling, and I don't feel like I'm getting anything out of it. AAaaaaaaa!

Speaking of spending my money, I get to go to Edgefest! Hurray! Spending money for something I want to do! I've never been to a concert before, so I figure this is a good way to start...three stages full of bands!