Luke was irritated by the whole going to Target to get it thing. I think I've really burned him out on that place in the last several months. But, you know, where else can you get adorable shirts, bras, and underpants for lesss than $10. So, on top of Buffy, I also got two t-shirts, one orange with a v-neck and the other a pale blue crew neck, and a black bra that I have to return because three closure hooks is too many and it's ugly. Luke picked it out and, since he had picked a good one out for me last week, I just took it from him without looking. So, I got home and went to try it on to find that it was nothing like the one he had gotten for me last week and it made me have creepy old lady boobage.

I have to work at 3 today, which sucks because it throws off our whole routine. I am glad for the extra sleep time, but I am not quite plesed about losing two hours worth of pay and making Luke change his lunch break to that much later. As it is, I'm leaving about an hour earlier than I otherwise would, just to make it a little easier on the poor boy.

I got two calls from a coworker asking me to work for her while Luke was working, but because he had the phone and it was too late to bother calling back by the time he got home, I didn't get back to her. Oh well.