what will regret and distress exactly do for you ?
-Sooooooooo I have a seasonal job now at Boscov's (local department store chain) which could possibly turn into something full-time should I enjoy it and should I do well. But I'm doing stock which I was told I was really great at while I worked at Wal-Mart. I know that doesn't sound too hard but you'd be amazed at how lackadaisical people can be. Only thing is they don't do overnights so I'll be working when there's customers there. But I don't think that'd be too bad. After working at the plant nursery, plus now that I'm on better medication, it doesn't seem as daunting as it would have a year ago at this time, had you told me I had to frequently interact with customers.
ALSO I'M A DUMBASS, on the application, you fill out what sections you'd like to work in. I was under a time crunch (I had to get out in a half-hour because my mom had to go to physical therapy, you weren't allowed to take the application with you, and I still had to save time for the interview and paperwork), so I put "Electronics', and my mind thought "TOYS!" but I wrote "Children'd!" It didn't even occur to me to write "Sporting Goods" until after they designated me for "Infants/Girl". Oy. BUT I suppose there's worse things. Like lingerie would make me uncomfortable and tingly.
-Dunno how many of you know about this, but MLB.com has, FOR FREE!, classic LCS games for your viewing pleasure!
I watched Pirates/Braves '92 and couldn't stop fucking laughing at the giddy Pirates fans (yes, they existed at one time!). They had a camera on at a bar in Pittsburgh, that was owned by the Pirates catcher. It was hilarious. The Pirates were ahead the whooooole game and I've never seen people go so quick from Party over here! to wanting to write their final will and testament. lol Pittsburgh you so funny. Go watch your Stillers.
-I finally got my Phillies NL East Champs t-shirt today! Complete with the roster on the back! After it was orderd on September 30th. But whatevs.
-And this is taken from Kay, Rae, Gillian, and everyone else:
Online journals are little filters that we each see every one else's lives through, the parts others choose to share with us. That said, we all think we are close, but really we seldom know *a lot* about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.
ALSO I'M A DUMBASS, on the application, you fill out what sections you'd like to work in. I was under a time crunch (I had to get out in a half-hour because my mom had to go to physical therapy, you weren't allowed to take the application with you, and I still had to save time for the interview and paperwork), so I put "Electronics', and my mind thought "TOYS!" but I wrote "Children'd!" It didn't even occur to me to write "Sporting Goods" until after they designated me for "Infants/Girl". Oy. BUT I suppose there's worse things. Like lingerie would make me uncomfortable and tingly.
-Dunno how many of you know about this, but MLB.com has, FOR FREE!, classic LCS games for your viewing pleasure!
I watched Pirates/Braves '92 and couldn't stop fucking laughing at the giddy Pirates fans (yes, they existed at one time!). They had a camera on at a bar in Pittsburgh, that was owned by the Pirates catcher. It was hilarious. The Pirates were ahead the whooooole game and I've never seen people go so quick from Party over here! to wanting to write their final will and testament. lol Pittsburgh you so funny. Go watch your Stillers.
-I finally got my Phillies NL East Champs t-shirt today! Complete with the roster on the back! After it was orderd on September 30th. But whatevs.
-And this is taken from Kay, Rae, Gillian, and everyone else:
Online journals are little filters that we each see every one else's lives through, the parts others choose to share with us. That said, we all think we are close, but really we seldom know *a lot* about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.