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Thursday, 11:02 pm in Life

Okay so, I admit it; I’m a creature of habit.  I can’t help it, having a routine helps me manage.  Anyway, my current routine involves going down to the juice bar in the mall every day at roughly 1pm, buying an orange-watermelon-pineapple juice and a pumpkin soup, and eating it back at my desk at work.  Yum yum!  Since I’m there pretty much every day – barring unforseen social engagements or leave – the lady who works at the place knows me.  She’s a short, dumpy, slightly over middle age woman who works two jobs; very much not the kind of person who usually serves at trendy juice bars.  Like her predecessors before her, she’s always running out of things – lids, fruit, soup and so on – and the set-up of the bar doesn’t really lend itself to being worked by only one person, meaning that she runs around frantically while the patrons bank up.  The owner is a tightass, I guess.  There’s high staff turnover – they’ve been through at least three kids in the time since I started noticing – and pretty much everyone who’s ever worked there has complained to me at least once about not having something.

I live on juice – it’s so bad for you but oh-so delicious – so I’m always there, I always pay, am always patient and friendly (I don’t want any more alien saliva in my juice than is absolutley necessary).  I’ve even had a few funny adventures, such as the time the Juice Lady filled my cup up a bit too far up the bubble-lid, and it popped all over me.  Luckily I was having a casual everyday that day, so it was more funny (albeit a little sticky) than anything else.  Anyway, the last few times I’ve gone to get my lunch, the Juice Lady has ended up giving me my juice free, and she signs off a square on my card as if I’d bought it.  Which is good, since it saves me $5 (shut up; I really like juice, okay).  Plus it makes me feel good inside that I’m part of someone’s petty rebellion against their tightwad manager.  I should buy the Juice Lady a red Swingline stapler for Christmas.

Did I mention I really like juice?

So my car is overdue for an oil change, I desperatley need a haircut, a massage (every time I roll my shoulders I get at least five crunching sounds) and a trip to the doctor’s, I still owe myself a crapload of money paying off my laptop and Cirque tickets, I’m going to Wollongong tomorrow and today was Public Service Payday; my first with the TPA for my new job.

So with all that (expensive) stuff banked up, what do I go and do?  Why, buy a Doctor Who boxed set, of course.

I mean, duh.

And yeah, tomorrow afternoon I go back to Wollongong for Ben and ~alysande [h]’s engagement not-party.  Grats guys.  Gods we’re getting old.  Want to feel young again?

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