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Things are going good...i am loving the job...although it is running me ragged...i am making good money...Stinky got baptised this weekend...i couldnt go, and that makes me feel sad...i feel like he didnt want me there, like i am not important bc i am not his girlfriend...he wouldnt duck it up for like a 45 min ride so i could be there...but who cares that he rather not have me around...i only think of him as my best friend, but yea why would i care if he thinks i am important to him or not...but yea...i think Randy (the bartender at work) slipped some of the sause in to my virgin colada last night...i have this splitting headach this morning and i feel like doo-doo...DARN HIM!!! Oh well at least i have my cherry vanilla coke to soothe me...speaking of that last night while i was at work i had one and i didnt get a chance to open it and when i go t open it some one already had and drank a big swig outta it...i was mad as can be...jerks...oh well...well i guess that i am gonna go now...i feel like poop and i need to rest up for work...
~Richelle
~Richelle