Drank four margaritas after work, though I surprisingly don't feel drunk. Either I've learned to space out my drinks, or I have immunity to tequila. I'm really hoping it's not the latter.
Helped pour bronze in my sculpture class. My teacher worked the winch while the lab tech and I handled the pouring shank. I felt like I was in Mount Doom.
Today I had to return some micellar water I got the other day, because I turned out to be allergic to it. My eyes are still a little swollen and my skin itches, but it's not "Holy shit I need to peel my fucking face off" itching like last night, so that's something.
I bailed out on helping to feed the poor a Thanksgiving meal this year. Truth be told, I feel kinda shitty about it. Oh well, there's always next year.
Showed up for Thanksgiving work, got in trouble because I didn't want to watch The Charlie Brown Special. But that doesn't matter, because I actually got thanked for the stuff I did today.
Worked my first- and hopefully last- retail Black Friday today. What a fucking nightmare... It was utter madness all day long and we still missed our goal by $3000. I got so stressed out I broke out in hives because I was trying to cover the entire floor by myself.
Daughters 5th Birthday. Screaming kids high on sugar....... Hopefully Planet Coaster will have finished trickling its way through my pathetic broadband when I get home.
I had a customer come in today wearing a Trans Life Line T-shirt. If they were a trans woman, they were... rather poorly-passing. If they were a trans man, ditto.
I didn't want to risk saying anything since I was at work but Goddamn did I want to advise that person to do, like, five minutes of research on TLL and Greta Martela.