Is there such thing as a quarter-life crisis?
I'm extremely bored as of late. I feel as if though I'm not living the life I'm supposed to, like I've
run off course or something. Makes me wonder where I find my self worth, if anywhere.
Is this what fake people go through?
Me no fake... o_O
Lots of traffic only 2 minutes away from my house on the way back from work. Got so impatient that I
didn't stop by Shop Rite to buy more turkey and cheese. I would have been content with the big container
full of animal crackers alone for tomorrow's lunch, but then I realized I have peanut butter and jelly
as well!
Nothing beats chunky peanut butter. I feel like I get more full when I eat chunky peanut butter as opposed
to regular creamy peanut butter. I just gotta be careful not to start eating peanut butter out of the jar with a
spoon. I have a hard time stopping once I start.
Dinner tonight was disgusting. I tried following the girlfriend's instructions on how to make pasta with basil and
olive oil, but it turned out really dry and plain. When she made it the other day, it was moist and full of
flavor.
I need to learn how to put starch on the collars of my long-sleeve button ups. They're really starting to lose the
firmness they originally had and its makes me look real sloppy. And the soup stain from Sunday didn't come out of my
shirt after I did the laundry. I knew I should have put a little detergent on the spot with my finger before putting
it in the washer. Just another outcome of my not following my instincts.
It's 9:06pm.
I've been sleepy since an hour and a half ago.
When I open the store, I wake up at 5:20am. Doing that repeatedly puts a lot of strain on me physically, even though
I've been going to sleep a little after 10 these days.
I'm gonna switch up the schedule and have the assistant manager open for a couple days during the week.
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