"We're going to do a Secret Santa. Do you want to be in?" I said yeah, sure, why not. Then, I found out that it was totally rigged so the three people running it all got the boys they have crushes on as their names. To make it even worse, it didn't include everyone, but was by invitation only. I love working with high schoolers.

Although yes, the part of me that will forever be 15 was relieved to learn I am one of the Kewl Kidz, I knew that from a resposible manager point of view this was all bad. But, I'd said yes, so the best thing to do was go ahead with it, apologizing every step of the way to the other managers who didn't make The List.

I never actually received a gift, but oh well.
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The point of the story is that the two managers who were not L33T enough to be invited were totally going off about it one day.

"We're not cool. No one loves us. What did we do wrong?"

"Yeah, well, I make the schedules. Let's just see how much they like me now!"

And so it came to pass that the managers would have a party, and They wouldn't be invited, so nyah nyah nyah.

The manager party will happen on Tuesday, and is shaping up to be far less grim than I would have thought.

We're doing something called a "White Elephant Exchange" Instead of buying some generic new piece of crap that no one wants, we're just wrapping up something that's lying around the house, and exchanging it for someone else's crap. That's really amusing. It's like anti-Christmas.

I was telling Rijid all about it, and he started looking around the apartment.

"Well, this is stupid, and this is ugly, and why do you have this, anyway?"

"Um, I'm not sure how I feel about you telling me my possessions suck."

"I'm not picking any of the cool stuff. Just the stuff that sucks."

I was of course just giving him shit. Most of the stuff he singled out does indeed need to go. And there's a whole bunch of other stuff that--*twitch twitch* ohmygod THE CLEANING HAS COME UPON ME AGAIN!!

This is really getting a little worrying. Every single day off I get lately, I seem to spend organizing. I redid the archives. I organized my jewelry. The other day, I figured out a way to make my tiny little kitchen a little more sane. Of course, that, and what I do today are technically "Stuff that should have happened during moving" so maybe it's ok. *twitch twitch* I'm fine. Nothing at all to worry about. I'm not becoming obsessive-compulsive at all, nope, not me. Ooh, wait, is that a coffee stain on your shirt? Let me get that for you. No, it's no trouble at all...

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