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I actually sort of wish I were working today, despite still being rather sickly. There's something enjoyable about a dark, air-conditioned place where only about half of your shift is actual work. As there's not much to do without customers, there is a lot of downtime. Only real downside is closing, though I have yet to lose flesh to the popcorn machine, because goddamn, that thing gets hot. With all the downtime between rushes, I've been rediscovering a number of albums I'd forgotten. Foremost on that list has been Pink Floyd's "The Piper at the Gates of Dawn". So fucking good.
In other news, we have lost another hamster. Das Boot died Tuesday of what we're thinking was diabetes. However, shortly after, Mandi brought over an adorable little baby dwarf that we have named Hindenburg. (After the German leader, not the airship. He's got the little mustache...). And my friend's cat had her litter of kittens yesterday. Very cute, and she let us see them without getting upset, which was very nice. I think it's because she remembered us as people who spent quite some time petting her, and not a threat. 4 orange, two black.
In other news, we have lost another hamster. Das Boot died Tuesday of what we're thinking was diabetes. However, shortly after, Mandi brought over an adorable little baby dwarf that we have named Hindenburg. (After the German leader, not the airship. He's got the little mustache...). And my friend's cat had her litter of kittens yesterday. Very cute, and she let us see them without getting upset, which was very nice. I think it's because she remembered us as people who spent quite some time petting her, and not a threat. 4 orange, two black.