I really should be sleeping right now. Six hours from now, when I wake up due to the stress-induced heart attack caused by knowing I'm going to be late for work, I'll think back to this moment when I decided to write instead of sleep. With that in 
mind...
mind...I watched the dorkiest movie on Friday: All About Steve. Wow, it's dorky. But the reason I bring it up is because it had such a nice message. I was thrilled with how it ended; not your usual Hollywood ending that you all know I love so well. Anyway, if you haven't seen it, it's cute and funny.
My new job starts a week from tomorrow and my feelings about it range from excitement to slight nervousness (normal, I suppose). The prospect of leaving Starbucks is like a carrot dangling in front of me, keeping me going for these last few shifts. Somehow, things get worse and worse as the end of my employment nears. I don't remember ever hating Starbucks this much, and yet I can't recall a time when I didn't. Hopefully the new page I'm turning won't be so odious as this job has been!
Well, this has been a short and calm version of my ranting. I really should go to sleep, because I wasn't kidding about the stress-induced heart attack! Sleeping in is my favorite pastime!
