Stardate 58322.7
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Fuck. I dunno... I'm just, blegh. It's cold. The last couple of days I've been thinking about going to the snow and, I dunno, learning how to ski. Sounds like fun. I should go. You can see snow on the mountains. I never noticed, but if you walk out on the parking lot on the side of the store where the garden center is, you can see like... everything. I never actually considered Granada Hills to be at a higher elevation than San Fernando, but it is. I was amazed because the clear and windy conditions today, along with my glasses, made it possible for me to see the 210 freeway all the way from Balboa and Rinaldi. wow... there's a contest at work this week. We have to guess how much we'll make in sales on Friday, the day after Thanksgiving, the busiest shopping day of the year... and I'm like, I told the store manager, I'm like, "Ali... you know that we can figure out how much is planned for sales by looking on the computer and looking at the payroll board in clerical, right?" Well... I fuckin checked on the computer and we're supposed to make $292,000. I was close, I predicted that it would $280k. FUCK YOU ALI-boo boo! I'm off tomorrow... which is weird... I usually go in at 6am on Tuesday's, but I'm off... and I close Wednesday. :/