We're number team!
Gah, I just spilled coffee on my pants. Again.
About forty-five seconds after getting off of probation at the pizza place, I wound up scheduled six days a week. Granted, there are some circumstances involved with this aside from how much ass I kick. But it's nice to be fully functional once again. I feel like a real person, and that middle of winter, hibernation and hideout mode style depression is going away on its own.
I get to go clothes shopping soon, and that makes me excited- all of my clothes are too worn out, mostly food stained jeans and t-shirts. I love jeans and t-shirts, I live in them. If I can't do something in jeans and a t-shirt, it's not worth doing. But at the same time, I realize that I do need some grown-up staples in my wardrobe.
I used to do all my shopping at the Ragstock on University, but they've closed down. I still can't justify spending more than ten to fifteen bucks on a pair of jeans, so I'm going to have to branch out and find a new second hand store to patronize. Any suggestions? Nothing in Uptown, please. I hate clothes shopping in the presence of hipster scum.
On another note, I had fun last night. Hee.
And on another note, I've been using all my pizza muscles for the first time in ages. I AM SO SORE!
Umm... that's about it.
About forty-five seconds after getting off of probation at the pizza place, I wound up scheduled six days a week. Granted, there are some circumstances involved with this aside from how much ass I kick. But it's nice to be fully functional once again. I feel like a real person, and that middle of winter, hibernation and hideout mode style depression is going away on its own.
I get to go clothes shopping soon, and that makes me excited- all of my clothes are too worn out, mostly food stained jeans and t-shirts. I love jeans and t-shirts, I live in them. If I can't do something in jeans and a t-shirt, it's not worth doing. But at the same time, I realize that I do need some grown-up staples in my wardrobe.
I used to do all my shopping at the Ragstock on University, but they've closed down. I still can't justify spending more than ten to fifteen bucks on a pair of jeans, so I'm going to have to branch out and find a new second hand store to patronize. Any suggestions? Nothing in Uptown, please. I hate clothes shopping in the presence of hipster scum.
On another note, I had fun last night. Hee.
And on another note, I've been using all my pizza muscles for the first time in ages. I AM SO SORE!
Umm... that's about it.