he makes me smile from the inside out, and he likes my drawings too.
so i guess im staying at wild oats. unless when i get back, and apply for another job they are willing to pay me 8$ an hour and give me 30-40 hours a week, which i doubt. i just hate driving across fucking town and sticking my hands in food all day. oh well though, it has it's really fun times, and also really shitty times. i think im going to ask to be the new J&J person. that would make my life better. we have these new blue sky green (or white) tea, with peach (or pomegranate) soda's and they make me goo in my pants. also, i made over 25 pots of coffee and me and dawn combined made over 40 sandwiches, not counting paninis or wraps. fucking people and there consuming habits. seriously. i just realized that tapping my fingers on the keys and not actually pressing them is really entertaining as sad and pathetic as that sounds. im cool i know. Kasey's back, YESSSSSSS. Xela turned 16 today, YESSSSSSSS. and it's not raining, YESSSSSAAAA. i need a shower though because i still smell like garbage.
*COME GET YOUR KNIFE*
*We're all anemic in herE*
*COME GET YOUR KNIFE*
*We're all anemic in herE*