Gonna be a long night...

So I currently need to have two sites live by the morning. Means a nice long night for me. I don't mind it too much though honestly. I feel that pulling an all-nighter every once in awhile is not a bad practice. Usually makes my head swim by the time I finally get to sleep, but it makes me feel useful.

I get to do my first salary negotiation this week. I am a wee bit worried about this. I have never been good at asking for things, especially since I really do need this job. I can't however, let my boss screw me over. Good experience though, I guess. Still not really looking forward to it, though.

I realized last night that I only have eight more classes until I can graduate. Actually nervous about this as well. Since I have been working/going to school on and off for the past 6 years, I don't know that I really want to enter the real world. I really have no reason to be too worried though, as I currently have a good job lined up, that may actually be a career, and if not, it should at least provide me some experience in my desired field.

On a completely unrelated note, I recently realized my need for a new drinking buddy. Now, I have several people I enjoy drinking with, but what tends to happen is that I am not too attached to drinking with them, so usually I end up wandering off, following some drunken idea that seems like a great plan. This leads to some strange circumstances. I tend to meet some of the more interesting people in the world. Interesting is not always a good thing. The weirdest part is that I seem to have streaks that develop in the type of people I meet. For example, one streak involved me having receiving a lot of attention from random cougars every time I went out. My friend actually refused to believe me when I told him about these experiences, so I invited him to come out to the bar with me one night. Within a few minutes there, I was approached by a woman in her late 40s, who started coming on to me. I was then nice enough to excuse myself for a good bit and leave her there with my buddy. Needless to say, he will never forgive me for that, but he will also never doubt my stories. The latest streak is a weird one. I am not sure of the actual connection between the people I have met, except their extreme oddness. A couple weeks ago, I started up a conversation with a girl, who turned out to have been married to a coke dealer for the last ten years, but luckily enough for me, divorced him this past October. The best news from that story is that I got a ride home. This past week, I met a different type of odd girl. I was nice enough to walk her home, since she lived a few houses down from the house I was crashing at that night. She invited me in, for the purpose of showing me a hole in her leg. Yes, a hole in her leg. Why was there a hole in her leg? I am a little fuzzy on the details, but from what I remember, it had something to do with an "air-born staph infection that she had received due to smoking".

Best news of late: I am officially done working in retail as of Saturday. This whole juggling two jobs and school thing will be over. Back to one job and school. And, the new job will pay better, and be in a field I enjoy. Downside: My new boss is kinda a dick, and expects me to perform miracles. Well, guess I get to be a miracle worker!