***stardust

ooooog... I *am* tired I nearly messed up the color-code here... -_-;;;
so, getting up prior to 6am is FOOKING EVIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
but we knew this. *g*

But, yeah, wasn't bad... put little upc stickers on paintbrushes most of the day, put brushes back in their proper little box-things in displays the rest of the time.
Ok so lesson for the day? When you're in a store, and you pick something up, and you go to stick it back on the shelf or in a display.. DON'T just put it anywhere. And if it's something specific like a brush display? do NOT just put a small brush with other small brushes. those silly buggers go from size 3 to size 0000 without any real visible difference, but they ARE different damnit. gaaaahhhhhhhh. >_<
*laughs* so yeah. going again tomorrow, actually, tho it's Buffalo this time - will be done earlier but need to get up a little earlier, too. geeehhhhhhh *dies* Then after work it's over to Pearce to look into a potential job watching little kids. ..I'm actually hoping that works out, cos it'll be regular but not impossible to work around, I know, and it's like a five-minute bikeride (less, if I'm feeling energetic *g*), and it's watching little kids which I know I can do. ^_^

Interesting bit of the day...
Watching my dad. He's definitely a people-person. I definitely am not, in general. I mean, we walk into a store, and he says hello to *everybody*, and they all know him, they're all hey, how was your weekend, how are you, all this... and then there's little me trailing along behind not saying a word. *laughs* ok, I know, he works with these people, I've probably never seen them before in my life, but still, y'know? I don't know.
But it was weird cos I was thinking about it, and I realised.. I think Dad and I care about people the same, we're fascinated by their stories, and we want to help in whatever way we can. Difference is, Dad gets to talking with them, and me.. I'd love to listen but I can't start the talking, usually. I mean, one-on-one, I can, most times, I can ever be super-friendly and be all talkative and whatnot but.. *shrugs* I don't know. Definitely have more of Mom in me than Dad, in that, at least...

Muzak is EVIL.

And I had random visions of U2s in my head all day which was quite nice. *gheeee* Cute little Adam-butt bopping about (this one bit from the Red Rocks video, Adam's playing away and bopping a bit and his cute lil arse is..well, I don't know, it's hard to put inot words but it's nice *hehe* and it was running thru my head on and off for like an HOUR this morning *G*), Edge playing piano (cos the one store played thiis mostly-innocuous piano-song for AN HOUR FOOKING STRAIGHT), and random Bono (and I don't remember what exactly he was doing but he's in my head pretty much nonstop of late anyway so yeah *g*). And I sketched out Megs' Lil-Lar in his biker clothes and it's cute. *g*

Oh yeah, and saw Ewan McGregor's new movie this afternoon with mom, Down With Love. It's cute, it's styled after like, '60s girly-flicks kinda, but it's good and just cute, basically.
Ewan, meanwhile, is just...guuuuuuhhhhhhhh.
There was this one scene, all he was wearing was a towel and it was hunging loooowwwwwwww....mmmmph.
and I sunk down into my seat and probably went "guuuuuuuuhhhhh" and mom kinda laughed at me. oops. *g*
But he was shirtless a fair bit and it was gooood.
And he sang!!! *squee*! ^_^ He's wonderful. *smiles*

ok enough spazzing for tonight..*giggles*...I'm MAD fookin' tired, I need to sleep early tonight....but I've a drawing or two and/or some fic I wanna work on a little first. And I need to burn cds, I'm on a New Wave kick and all I've got is the bestest cassette EVER (which is one Mom made, taping stuff off the college stations back in '86..will put up a track-list here later, great stuff), which is all well and good but I don't always have a cassette player about, and the tape is old and was making noises when we rewound it in dad's car... ^^;;;;;

*Ananda Daydream * 9:22 PM * *

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