I need to change my hours.

Honestly, I need to try and change my hours to 8:00 - 4:00. I would already have those hours had I been thinking when the boss asked me what hours I wanted to work. But no, I had to be stupid and take my Tax hours. 9_9; I'm exhausted.

There's a Gold's Gym on John Street, and they were handing out more of those 5-day free passes. First time I passed by (on the way to Subway), a guy handed me a card and said "Here you go, please come see me." I was left going into Subway thinking, "Am I really that fat?" XD; But then I started looking at it from another perspective and felt better. On my way back to the office there was another guy outside named Ali, and he and I had a nice little conversation. He's surprised I've never worked out before and don't belong to a gym. He says I'm blessed with a nice body for not doing anything with myself. Wahaha. He couldn't see my stomach, my shirt is black and therefore slimming (and doesn't cling to me anyway, I hate clingy clothes), and these jeans are flattering on my shape. He has been seriously misled by my choice of clothing today. XD He told me I should go check it out, though. Five free days, right? Why not? And it'd probably do something with this stupid knee of mine, because I really think it's arthritis. And I could drop some weight.

The passes MUST be used for five consecutive days, and I'm not going today, so if I do end up using one, I'll have to stay home over the weekend to get five days. I was considering doing that anyway. Ali said to come by and ask for him. We'll see. Can't say I haven't thought about it, I just can't see myself in a gym. I'm too lazy for a gym.

I need my BED. Argh. Damnit.

Penny's last day here is Friday, and I only found out because someone asked her for help on something. NO ONE tells me anything. What I would do to work by myself...

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I'm tired, my boss is a damn pervert (my eyes are UP HERE. Jesus, I don't even HAVE big boobs), and if I never step foot in that office again, it'll be too soon. Oh, and boss neglected to tell me that Penny's (and I assume Stephanie's) last day is Friday. I have no idea if she'll be hired as a state employee. Apparently Kwesi sent her resume to Albany, but I have no idea how long he sat on it, because he tends to sit on things. Maybe he didn't this time. But whatever, Penny's about to leave, so that leaves me and Cheresse, and Cheresse will be starting school again soon. She'll still be working, but her hours will no doubt be weird.

I hate that agency. I do. I bitched about Tax to no end, but Tax was freaking EFFICIENT. If they knew you were coming to work for them, they had their stuff ready for you when you got there. I had my job ID within the first couple days, if not the first day. This place? The info SAYS six weeks, but no, it takes three months to get your ID. And they don't give you a temporary one. It's fucking ridiculous. Everyone waits until the last minute to do everything, people come to me to have me order things like two, three times a week, you have to order standard supplies like pens and paper from Rensselaer instead of from the mailroom...

Honestly, I'd consider working for Tax again after this. I would. Not TCD, because NO one is that desperate, but I'd go back to the same office I worked in in Brooklyn. After this, I'm totally done with state service. -_-

Nyeh.

Going to bed in a minute. This evening's been a waste of time. I did finally get past the second part of Retro in Nervous Brickdown, though. Gods, the second part... x_x And now I'm stuck on the third. Playing two games at once is freaking hard. Arkedo must be full of some very evil people to have created that level. I have full medals on every world except Retro, then after I beat that I think I unlock another level called Boss, then after that I get an extra five levels in each world... oy.

I would love to stay home tomorrow. I'm going to be good, though. Less than two weeks and I'm done.

Let's see if I actually go to Gold's Gym tomorrow, hee. I do need to do something with myself. My knee cracks like a mofo when I get up off the floor. It goes all Rice Krispies on me every single time.