Thursday, June 12, 2003
So I got a job, which attributes not only to why I haven't been posting lately, but also to the reason my mother won't let me leave the house on weekday nights (okay, so it's not that extreme, but she expects me in bed by 11:30 every night, which means I "should" be home by 11, and that's kind of silly). The job itself is fine, I guess, it's a lot of office work that other people don't want to do. My first day I spent five hours in the storage room filing papers. FIVE HOURS. Do you have any idea how crazy I went? It blows my mind. But everyone I work with is extremely nice, and it seems as though at least half of them are gay. Which makes them so much fun to be around.
I like it here.
But now back to why my mother is crazy. Last night I was saying something about maybe going out later, and she was like "but it's a weeknight." I said, "okay then. If I get home too late for myself, then I'll be tired in the morning." And she gave me this weird 'I'm your mother and whatever I say is final' look and said, "or...you won't be out late."
Directly following this event, Nikki promised me that if I ever turn into a mother that won't let her college-aged daughter choose to make her own mistakes and take her own consequences, she'd shoot me.
10:14 AM
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