mumbley, jumbley
End of second day at work. Things are going rather well, pretty much what I expected. Today I worked with Thomas and he is very, very, very slow. He has no sense of urgency what so ever. It makes me want to punch him in the wuevos. In spite of him being useless, he is a very nice guy. (Is it in spite of, or despite?) He seems like he would be fun outside of work and he told me he is going to make me a pro-boarder this season. Awesome. My legs, feet and head hurt. Going to bed early sounds like a great idea. Yes this is early, I just got home!