The shit hit the fan on Garden Gate. It's kind of sad, but as with any change, we will grow and move on and be better for it. For the Greatest Good of All. I'm just always amazed at how much I didn't know was going on.

I have a headache. I don't know where the Tylenol is. Wendeep (co-worker) swears by potassium, but I don't know how long that takes to work. If it's going to work.

I stayed late for work today, for a social dinner, and the salisbury steak was hideous. Mine wasn't cooked all the way through, which meant Probably Nobody's was, which is never good. Ha -- one of these days someone is going to get hideous food poisoning. I mentioned to another co-worker (Lin) that the fridge smelled pretty bad, but she didn't seem too concerned about it. I'll let her deal with Bossman when he gets a whiff and flips out.

I educated Bossman and Lin about the history of Halloween today. I'm supposed to write a short article about it tonight for the monthly publication. I will try to be Not Too Slanted, just factual. It is sad that so many people won't participate in Halloween because it is an "evil" holiday.

I remember I went to an anti-Halloween thing when I was, ummm, almost 15 (I was dating Nathan, and he went out toilet-papering that night). We met in Moon Park and watched a movie about Satanists and I got so flipped out that I had to leave the pavillion and I went and cried. My friend Alexia came with me and put her arms around me; then one of the freaky youth counselors came to counsel me. I had the heebie-jeebies so bad that she thought I had been involved in a cult and was either a) learning the truth for the first time, or b) having a flash back. Cunt. It probably had more to do with the fact that the video was spewing false, hateful information and I was picking up on THAT freakish vibe. Hindsight might be 20/20, but Psychic Hindsight is 40/20. (What does that MEAN??)

I am going to try to wear my wedding dress for Halloween. I hope I'm not working in the kitchen that week, cause that would just kind of screw everything up. I am SO not cooking in that. But I might just change into it in the evening. If I stay. I still have to talk to Bossman about that.

Bossman confessed this afternoon that he is exhausted at the end of the day and doesn't know how Lin has so much energy. It's tough dealing with mental health clients all day long. Most of them are medicated, a few are medicated wronly, and then there are some that aren't medicated at all which is just difficult.

"Batman" came in today. He is the only one I am afraid of. You just never know if he's going to get violent or not. Paul met him once and says that I shouldn't worry about him, but he's just weird.

I should stop talking about work. A chick from Garden Gate had a nasty experience in which she posted stuff in her blog about an employer (not bad, just "stuff," like how excited she was to start her new job) and was subsequently FIRED. I soooo cannot afford that.

Paul worked for the second day in a row with his Dad. I think it's been nice for them to work together. Paul was always closer to his Mom than his Dad, but recently, his Dad and he have been able to discuss spiritual things and Paul is excited about that.

I'm tired. And I still have to write my article. Poop.