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A-Typical male's journal. |
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| Azura's Schedule has really got me down. |
Just so you know, Azura started third shift this week. They've been threatening/promising to move her to third for several weeks now, but something has always come up. The person who taught her the program went on her honeymoon. Then she was sick. Even now there's a continuous fluctuation on the quantity of work. "They just don't have any work on the new system yet," Azura told me. "And that's what you learned right?" I asked. "Yes. they are supposed to convert though." She'll probably get a lot of work then. So, she works 9-5. 9pm to 5am. Can you imagine what that makes our day like? Well, I'll tell you.
Well, as you can see we have from 5-8p together and awake in the same place. Some how we have to eat dinner, plan a wedding, and generally keep things together during this (now seemingly minuscule) block of time. Yesterday, though was different. Azura is still getting used to this schedule, and her mom called early th is morning, waking her up--and keeping her from getting her needed sleep. It's hard enough with me waking her up at 7 in the morning. So she gave me a call, and I wrote the bus home tonight. Not a big deal, I can do that, I just don't like to. When I got home, I noticed her car was gone, and there was a note pasted to the light switch. They had called her in to work, and she wouldn't be home until 2am. I decided to play Final Fantasy VII until I was too tired, and then went to bed. I know I was exhausted, because I didn't remember her crawling into bed with me. Today we're both a bit cranky, and not really happy. I can't wait until this weekend when I can spend some time with the person I love. Generic Joe's A Typical Male
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