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6 hours

Well, in 6 hours I must be reporting in to the hospital to have my gallbladder taken out. Since I've never had any kind of operation, I'm a little scared. A little nervous. But it's been aching enough that I just want it to be over and done again. Sigh. I ought to try to get some sleep. But in a minute or two.

I'll be off work at least 2 week...but since I can't lift anything heavier than a jug of milk for 3 weeks I'll probably just take the entire 3 weeks off. Which might be a very nice break! Christina has still been giving me attitude...why? Beats me...maybe because I still have a boyfriend?

Yep, Justin and I are still dating. We had our first argument the other day. Sadly we haven't had a chance to make up yet, but I know we will. Besides, we won't see each other this entire week - he might find out just howm uch he misses me! lol!! I can't drive for a week after this morning, and he doesn't have anything other than his bicycle right now so he can't come see me.

If I'm lucky, Brian and Tempy will have managed to come up with a good enough reason to fire Christina while I'm gone. You would think that sexually harassing the one supervisor would have been enough. The company I work for does not always make sense. Since they're all about saving money, you'd think they'd get rid of the person who continually runs employees away [on purpose!]....Go figure...

I guess. I ought to get a nap. Well, in a few days, I'll have a couple weeks to catch up with blogging.

is everybody?

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Jean-Luc Picard said…
Good luck with it all, Ciera!

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