So I
worked today and even though it was a long day, it was pretty fun. I worked in the store with John who is theeee hottest 41 year old Irish man I have ever had the pleasure of seeing in my life.
Paula thinks I'm weird because I always talk about him whenever she brings up Kidspace. It's awesome to weird her out, ha! Anyway, I also talked to
Martine about the printmaking lab at
PCC.
P & I were going to use the lab there to burn our screens for
Wrinkle but I guess we're not anymore. Anyway, I also worked with Alex, who is that hottie that I thought was going out with a coworker who is apparently actually not. So whatever. He's adorable and he totally flirted with me today. Score.
So I ended up staying a little bit later than my scheduled time to leave work because I was *cough* helping him. Once I finally leave and get to my car, I realize that I had left my lights on all fucking day (it was raining out here this morning) and that my car wouldn't start. So rather than walking back up to work to see who had jumper cables, I freaked out, called
P, texted my brother, called my dad, called AAA, and then called
P again (!). Anyway, so Paul's Service Co. or whatever (I just remember the Paul part - I swear, I have bad obsessions with names) comes, jumps my car and I finally get to leave. I guess it was kind of lame to freak out but I'd never had that happen before and naively didn't know that batteries recharged themselves in situations like that.
Tonight,
P & I worked a bit on business stuff and watched
Trainspotting. There are plenty of brilliant movies that have been created, but that one seriously blows me away everytime I see it. One day I will be less amazed, one day I will be able to watch it without simultaneously cringing, lustily drooling, and laughing.
I know I always say I have to wake up really early the next morning (and consequently, never do) but tomorrow I really do have to. I got a ticket in February for running a red light (which I think is bullshit but it was a camera ticket so there is you know, proof) and didn't pay it. Then I got a collections notice a few days ago that my dad noticed so I had to tell him that I never got the intial notice of the ticket. So yeah, tomorrow I have to go to the courthouse and try to get a courtdate so I can get assigned traffic school. If I can get it, then the ticket won't fuck with my car insurance. If I can't, then it will and that would be lame. All I need is more bills.
Speaking of money, once I pay a car payment and fucking
Netflix of all things, I will be fairly fucking broke. Lame, I tell you. I hate money.
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