deal with it, haters
This week was a fun week. Saturday was basically hellish. I learned that I'm "real mature" (intoned sarcastically). At least I know how to have fun and take a fucking joke. Deal with it. Also, I can't hang out with Danny anymore, because I'm too irresponsible. About these topics, there is so much more I want to write, but I'd just get myself into more trouble, so I'm all set.
In better news, I just finished overnights. I loved them for a while (no customers!) but I am so. Fucking. Tired. But so hey, I am still alive, in case anyone was wondering. I should go to bed so I can be well-rested to start my glorious weekend of mundane, yet relaxing activities. Peace out.
In better news, I just finished overnights. I loved them for a while (no customers!) but I am so. Fucking. Tired. But so hey, I am still alive, in case anyone was wondering. I should go to bed so I can be well-rested to start my glorious weekend of mundane, yet relaxing activities. Peace out.