It's X-Mas?

Today is really just another day for me. This year, X-Mas isn't about the actual day, it's just about when it happens, and it's not happening today. Ian invited me to go along with him and his wife to her mother's house, but I declined the offer. Even though I know I wouldn't be, I still feel like I was intruding on their families time together. I'd just feel out of place and I don't want to feel that way. Besides, I need to spend time with Leeloo, but I don't feel that she's appreciating our time together enough. She's been abusing me all day; just biting and clawing and being the little monster that she is. I get no respect from that cat.
So today I'll just busy myself with reading, journaling and cleaning up. Emily left the place in a bit of a mess and it's annoying me.
But yeah, just another day. At least I don't have to work today. The past couple of days at Target have been crazy with all the people coming in. Yesterday, some customer bonked me right in the head with wrapping paper when I wasn't looking . Surprised, I looked at him and he had this huge smile on his face and said, "Merry X-Mas!" On the 23rd, I had to close at Target and we didn't get out of there until 2:15 a.m. That was such "fun", especially when I thought that I wasn't closing that night. What a "lovely" surprise that was. Heehee, it was kind of funny though yesterday at Target. I was just being so cynical. When people asked how I was doing, I'd hesitate a little and then say, "Could be better, I could be at home." I felt like a cynical little elf. One guy asked if I was working hard. My response: "Oh yeah, it's pretty hard just standing here and passing things across a scanner."
So yeah...Merry X-Mas to whoever is celebrating it today. And for Josh, I'll take back my Merry X-Mas (I don't want to annoy you in my "religious assumptions.") : ) And Merry X-Mas to me in a few days.

Merry X-Mas, You're Growing Up

I was down in Iowa for Part One of my X-mas at home. I went down on the 17th and came back on the 22nd and while down there my mom and I exchanged gifts. From her I got a recipe book, a Wok set, wood coasters, an apple crisp pan with mix and a crock pot. I also got one present from my dad and his gf and it was a 4-cup coffee pot. I really appreciate everything I got for it's stuff that I needed, but I just find it funny. I mean, you know you're growing up when you're getting a crock pot and a coffee maker for X-mas. I was talking to my friend Austin about it last night and he said, "It sounds like you're 40 or something." I replied, "It's like I'm getting married...married to myself. Or married to my life."

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So I haven’t posted in awhile. My “bad.” Thing is, I really haven’t had much to say as of late. Nothing too exciting has happened to me recently. I wasn’t able to go home this weekend and all I’ve been doing up here in Minneapolis is working at Target and sitting around staring at the walls. I’m bored. I cannot wait for Friday to come so that I can leave and just head back to good ol’ Iowa with my little monster of a cat.

Target, there’s something to talk about. You know…work wouldn’t be so bad if it weren’t for those damn visas, and especially Peter. Peter is one of the head cashiers at Target and he’s the main source of my hatred of Target right now. I understand that promoting redcards (the Target Visa card) is just a part of my job and I understand that I’m not exactly promoting enough…but how could I forget how “important” these redcards are when I’m harassed about them every day that I work?! Stupid Peter is always coming up to my lane clapping his hands and singing some little stupid ditty about me getting some redcards, “Liz wants some redcards and she’s going to get some” he’ll sing. I just smile and giggle as realistically as possible. Of course, I fail. Though I’ve worked there for over 3 months and have heard about all the stupid tactics to entrap Target consumers in to getting a card, Peter still seems to think that I forgot or something. He’s always reminding me of different things to say stuff and different ways to approach people. The other day, he made me role play with him…I fucking hate role playing! A couple days ago…he began to talk to me about redcards again and said, “Ok, why don’t we role play?” I answered enthusiastically, “Haven’t we already done this?” Heehee, great team spirit eh? Oh…it’s just so annoying.

Lately I’ve been having trouble sleeping, maybe it’s nerves or something. But last night I’m laying in bed and waiting for sleep to claim me when I hear Matt and Emily talking about me in the living room. They were talking about what would happen if I were to move out. Earlier that night, Emily had asked me if I planned on moving out. I think she has always suspected I would since I always go home and don’t really enjoy my time her. I told her that I was thinking about it, but had no set plans to do so. She then made the comment that Matt had considered moving in if I moved out. Matt was quick to jump in and say, “I’m not trying to push you out or anything.”
But when they were talking last night, it wasn’t like “Well IF she moves out…” They were discussing where they would put certain things and they were talking about rearranging and all this shit. Whatever. I should stay up here just to ruin their plans.
Yeah…I guess that’s what’s going on with me at the moment. Blah…