atrusrogue (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} atrusrogue) wrote,@ 2008-04-12 23:58:00 |
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It's become apparent, I like abuse...
I'm strange. I seem to have a knack for wanting to make things physically more exerting upon myself. I work two jobs now, one of them I work 30-40 hrs a week in the restaurant. The other is with the flower shop delivering during the day if I have the day off or the night shift with the restaurant. I worked 10-4 Thursday at the restaurant, left, went back in for 7 and closed at 9 (left about 9:30ish after all the cleaning). Then went and played several hours of ultimate Frisbee with people i work with. Friday I awaken with my legs practically burning in the muscles because I haven't done soooooo much running in forever. Worked the flower shop, then went into the restaurant for 5 till closing again. Today, went in to the restaurant at 11, left about 10ish because it was an UBER busy day!!! And went and played another house of ultimate Frisbee with people... yea... I guess I like abuse....
I'm strange. I seem to have a knack for wanting to make things physically more exerting upon myself. I work two jobs now, one of them I work 30-40 hrs a week in the restaurant. The other is with the flower shop delivering during the day if I have the day off or the night shift with the restaurant. I worked 10-4 Thursday at the restaurant, left, went back in for 7 and closed at 9 (left about 9:30ish after all the cleaning). Then went and played several hours of ultimate Frisbee with people i work with. Friday I awaken with my legs practically burning in the muscles because I haven't done soooooo much running in forever. Worked the flower shop, then went into the restaurant for 5 till closing again. Today, went in to the restaurant at 11, left about 10ish because it was an UBER busy day!!! And went and played another house of ultimate Frisbee with people... yea... I guess I like abuse....
