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so here's what's up. I have decided that since our theme song is zombie nation by kernkraft 400, and we are PIRATES{buccaneers to be exact, but YOU KNOW}, we are ZOMBIE PIRATES, and therefore, are not possibly able to lose to omaha tomorrow night, because zombies never die.
I am really excited about these recent discoveries, as now we can never lose again! bahahaha!
{give a bitch hope, ok?}
in all reality tomorrow's trip will probably be a waste because omaha will no doubt smash us into the ground, but who am I for pessimism?
I'm procrastinating, and therefore am going into work super late. and leaving tomorrow super early. I spose if I can just keep that up during christmas, no one will really know if I'm working 60 hours a week or not. troy suggested I do that, but I think it's just cause patty gave him the impression that if I were not manager he'd take over the store, and while he says he doesn't want it, who's one to pass up a raise? I still have my suspicions of the kip-look a like.
they're supposedly taking away our internet capabilities, and while I don't think they actually will, I'm really hoping they didn't as of tonight. I have a game to watch on pointstreak.
I'm just sick of work all around. I don't feel like doing much while in the store, and don't think I'm getting paid enough to do what I DO ... do. in other news, I have a small vocabulary, apparently.
MAN I fucking hope jerseys are in by now.
I forgot how much I love old school nirvana. but instead of actually listening to it, I turned on the eagles.
I'm gonna buy an mp3 player. maybe. I still can't decide. I only need like, a 4gb one. my car gets spoiled in all the wrong ways. I'm sick of my desktop's hatred for cd drives. it just needs a new cable, I'm sure, but it's easier to complain. and blame dan for putting my computer together stupidly.
speaking of which, I haven't talked to him in almost a month. that's probably a good thing, though.
my baby turtle is STILL not eating. and is really pissed at me right now.
do they have livejournal trackers yet? I should investigate, cause I'm tired of the friends-only crap.
enough rambling, I guess I'll go to work.
// my evil friend
I am really excited about these recent discoveries, as now we can never lose again! bahahaha!
{give a bitch hope, ok?}
in all reality tomorrow's trip will probably be a waste because omaha will no doubt smash us into the ground, but who am I for pessimism?
I'm procrastinating, and therefore am going into work super late. and leaving tomorrow super early. I spose if I can just keep that up during christmas, no one will really know if I'm working 60 hours a week or not. troy suggested I do that, but I think it's just cause patty gave him the impression that if I were not manager he'd take over the store, and while he says he doesn't want it, who's one to pass up a raise? I still have my suspicions of the kip-look a like.
they're supposedly taking away our internet capabilities, and while I don't think they actually will, I'm really hoping they didn't as of tonight. I have a game to watch on pointstreak.
I'm just sick of work all around. I don't feel like doing much while in the store, and don't think I'm getting paid enough to do what I DO ... do. in other news, I have a small vocabulary, apparently.
MAN I fucking hope jerseys are in by now.
I forgot how much I love old school nirvana. but instead of actually listening to it, I turned on the eagles.
I'm gonna buy an mp3 player. maybe. I still can't decide. I only need like, a 4gb one. my car gets spoiled in all the wrong ways. I'm sick of my desktop's hatred for cd drives. it just needs a new cable, I'm sure, but it's easier to complain. and blame dan for putting my computer together stupidly.
speaking of which, I haven't talked to him in almost a month. that's probably a good thing, though.
my baby turtle is STILL not eating. and is really pissed at me right now.
do they have livejournal trackers yet? I should investigate, cause I'm tired of the friends-only crap.
enough rambling, I guess I'll go to work.
// my evil friend