Gotta Workety Work

So I'm going back to my Christmas job tomorrow (same one as last year), and it's going to be cool. It's the same job where I get to pretty much dick around for a bit without doing any substantial work, and I get to tell people to bugger off if I don't feel like doing something. The pay is okay- at least that's what I think. I mean, for the amount of work I do, I think it's pretty alright. Obviously everyone at "home" disagrees and thinks I should be paid a lot more- I guess that's flattering in a way, but it also gets really annoying when someone disses the job you don't even mind working at.

I went out today with my friend, and I got to try out one of his favourite sushi restaurants, which happened to open downstairs to where I work. It tasted delicious- and I couldn't really even eat that much. I started off buying $10 worth of sushi, and I was like, really full. Then we went back to seconds, and because I hadn't tried everything on there--- I decided I better, so I spent another $10. I was bloated in the end, and I could barely move. It tasted sooo, sooo nice. I reckon I could eat that stuff everyday and I wouldn't get sick of it. Truth is, I probably will eat that everyday that I work, especially if I get those 8 hour shifts.

Then I kinda bought this set of books I really wanted on nothing but pure impulse- eh, it was a nice series. I thoroughly enjoyed reading the first 2 volumes, so I thought I'd pull a bit of a refresher and just read it all again, along with the 3rd and final book. It's The Three Doors Trilogy by Emily Rodda. She's the author who wrote Deltora Quest- and if you don't know Deltora Quest then... yeah, whatever. Anyway I bought it and I realize I kinda just spent all the money I would be making tomorrow, by working. Oh well, I had a really nice time out, and I love adding to my book collection.

I really can't wait til I buy my first house. I'm going to buy a massive- and by massive I mean MASSIVE bookshelf- one of those nice ones with glass doors, so I don't have to dust my books. I guess what I mean is I want a glass-door cabinet. Right now I just have too many books that don't fit anywhere. I kinda filled up my current shelf, and I have a mini-stack by the bedside which I was supposed to read. Except I have this terribly habit of buying books I anticipate on reading but never get around to. I really should catch up...

Anyway, bed time for now. Gotta work tomorrow, after all.