A Sunday night

So I'm sitting here at 8 p.m. on Sunday with blue streaks in my hair and not much else to do. Curious? I figured. Well it's been a long time since I've done highlights and my roots were really grown in and I wanted to get it done again so my "hairdresser" my mom did the streaks for me. She's not really a hairdresser. Just plays the part when I want to do my highlights. I don't pay hundreds of dollars to get my done. I buy the herbal esscenses highlights, which works really well. I always get compliments from hairdressers who think it's professionally done, so I'll take it. Problem is I sit here for a half hour before I get to take a shower and I get bored. Anyway, it's Mother's Day and my mom had a good day I think...she got some things she wanted and then we had roast turkey in the crock pot, mashed potatoes, gravy and veggies. One thing about such a great meal is the clean-up...hate doing that part, but it's the price you have to pay for having a great meal. You also get some great leftovers, some of which I'll be taking to work tomorrow for lunch. Can't complain about that. I've also attracted another fun cold, for some reason the colds enjoy me. This is my second one in a few months, and even for me that's a lot. So was on the air for 6 hours yesterday with this fun cold, most people told me that I sounded good despite it, so that's good. Then I had to voicetrack for 10 1/2 hours and it took me nearly 4 to actually do it because I kept having coughing fits and had to take a break to regain my voice and soothe my throat again. What fun is that? Umm...yeah...none. I made it though and am feeling much better today. Still some throat and nose issues, but it could be worse. Friday my head felt like it was going to explode. I had lots of things I had wanted to do on Friday but it got put on the back burner. I went to work, got out early because I had to work Friday night, came home by noon and was passed out on the couch for 3 or so hours. Went out to eat with my parents then went back into work. Speaking of work...ugh...I'm so tired of these gas prices and having to travel so much with them this bad. In addition to that I'm so worn out being short a reporter and so much crap falling on my shoulders. Believe it or not I've started yet another job search. Don't know if anything's going to come of it but I would love to find something closer to home so I don't have to travel that much, and night things are just not easy for me anymore. That's one of the main reasons I left WIBX, that and wanting something full time. I'm tired of covering things at night. Plus I don't even break even in my paycheck with the amount I spend on gas, they pay NOTHING to workers who bust their ass keeping the paper going. Ok...gonna stop there 'cause I'm getting myself upset. Hmm...what else to say? I miss Rich...don't I always say that? That should tell me something...but it doesn't. I just wish we both didn't have to work so much so we could actually spend some "quality" time together. Wishful thinking I know...I'm 22...you know how many more years of working I have ahead of me? Maybe I should just win the lottery now and get it over with, or better yet just die...not as fun but would keep me from having to deal of this torture called full-time employment. By the way, it's May 13...that means exactly 4 months before my birthday, so you better start shopping for me...it's gonna take that long for you to find something that I'm going to like :) Anyway, I don't know if it's almost showertime, but I have nothing else to say and now I've depressed myself so I'm going to go cuddle up with my blankie and mope, that's always good for a Sunday.