Last night I went with a few friends to the Cheesecake Factory to grab some dinner and then we went to the 10 p.m. showing of New Moon. The Cheesecake Factory was nice, it was my first time, but it was pricey. My sister and I shared a plate and I couldn't even finish half of it. New Moon was great, I thought it was much better than the first one, but then again I'm just a creepy fangirl (how delicious was Jacob in that movie? I mean seriously) so it could've been the worst movie ever and I would've walked out of there all "Again! Again!" I thought they added a lot more parts from the book than the last one, and they didn't totally butcher the dialogue like in the first one. Oh, and Bella didn't stutter half as much. So I was glad.
I ended up going to bed at 1am and then waking up at 8am and so I walked into work half-sleepy and a little cranky, and since it's a Saturday and we're super busy, I was very grumpy when I left at 4. Stupid customers just make me even more tired, because they make me work twice as hard for something that shouldn't be at all hard in the first place.
I just finished listening to Michael Buble's Christmas album, Let It Snow, and it cheered me right up. I'm so glad Christmas is almost here. I'm on the lookout for a short Christmas tree that we can decorate. So far I have only found one, so I hope we can get it soon. Now that my roommate is no longer, well, our roommate, money is a little tighter than last time so I have to patiently wait to really gather my money. It's not that I'm broke or anything, but I like having a substantial amount just in case. I don't like to only have $10 bucks in the bank and then realize that I'm screwed if anything were to happen or if I needed anything. I'm just paranoid.
I need a vacation. Wait, have I said that already? I probably have.
I need a vacation.