thrown up against pheromones and romance......
I got fired from Quizno's, apparently cause I didn't make up a better lie to skip work. I didn't want to go in on Friday since I was planning the trip down to MD and such and told them it was cause I had an interview, essentially. My big boss there knew I was trying to get a day job and the other big boss decided to put me on a day shift. Dickheads. I know it was my fault but the management there is kinda skewered. There's communication BREAKDOWN all the time. Eh, things were getting rocky with it anywayz. I have work at Sear's Portrait Studio, which was surprisingly fun yesterday at the training session, there's a bunch of stuff to learn. I likes it. :) Mom and I went shopping last night at Lane Bryant at the Gettysburg Outlets last night so I could get some new clothes for the job. The joys of having a charge card with them. :D
Today I took a mental health day to which I'm not quite sure did it's job. I went and toodled around Frederick which was gorgeous. I took my canon with me and grabbed some shots. I window shopped at a lot of cool stores, made me wish I had actual mooneys to spend. I did have enough money to apply tester tubes of Patchouli and lunch at a cool Frederick restaurant. It was this place called Brewer's Alley and I had this DELICH chicken wrap and a blueberry lager. It was real wine-y. I dug it. :) Applying two kinds of patchouli was a bad idea. I think some asshole applied some fruity oil first and THEN patchouli so the patchouli was tainted. Hence I REALLY smell like ass. I smell like old-woman-going-to-church-who-hugs-you-at-peace-and it-sticks-to-your-hair-for-hours-afterwards now. UGH! I can honestly say I've never felt a drive to jump in the shower immediately this urgent before. :)
I thought today was gonna clear my head but it just feels more clouded. I get one hell of a come-down anytime I have a blast in Da City. :( I need to quit it with the road trips! They ultimately lead to temporary heartbreak. I hate feeling ready to run on a grassy path but somehow I'm still stuck on the treadmill.
IN OTHER NEWS! I has a henna! It's purty. The best thing I gained from MD Ren Fest. The guy who did it is the epitome of ARTIST. Keep in mind, he did this freehand.
LOVES AND SHAT!
meg:)
Today I took a mental health day to which I'm not quite sure did it's job. I went and toodled around Frederick which was gorgeous. I took my canon with me and grabbed some shots. I window shopped at a lot of cool stores, made me wish I had actual mooneys to spend. I did have enough money to apply tester tubes of Patchouli and lunch at a cool Frederick restaurant. It was this place called Brewer's Alley and I had this DELICH chicken wrap and a blueberry lager. It was real wine-y. I dug it. :) Applying two kinds of patchouli was a bad idea. I think some asshole applied some fruity oil first and THEN patchouli so the patchouli was tainted. Hence I REALLY smell like ass. I smell like old-woman-going-to-church-who-hugs-you-at-peace-and it-sticks-to-your-hair-for-hours-afterwards now. UGH! I can honestly say I've never felt a drive to jump in the shower immediately this urgent before. :)
I thought today was gonna clear my head but it just feels more clouded. I get one hell of a come-down anytime I have a blast in Da City. :( I need to quit it with the road trips! They ultimately lead to temporary heartbreak. I hate feeling ready to run on a grassy path but somehow I'm still stuck on the treadmill.
IN OTHER NEWS! I has a henna! It's purty. The best thing I gained from MD Ren Fest. The guy who did it is the epitome of ARTIST. Keep in mind, he did this freehand.
LOVES AND SHAT!
meg:)