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Woke up at a depressing 2 PM today. Got to work late because I had to wait for my mom to get home and drive me, cause John Lowe was sick. Sick like a little BABY. Got there and worked and shit, almost made Don Little cry because I took over his register. There's nothing worse than seeing a grown man, a nine year veteran of Boston Market, almost ont he verge of soiling his mustache with tear drops. But I'm sorry Don, people love me. I'm the best there is at what I do. Faster. Smarter. More charismatic. Get over it, bro.
I think i'm seeing Saves the Day with a 22 year old girl friday. That's sweet.
My Ten Yard Fight hoodie arrived in the mail today. Sweet.
The last four nights I worked, Alex drove me home every night. She sure is psyched about going out of her way to drive me home. Nice girl.
I think i'm seeing Saves the Day with a 22 year old girl friday. That's sweet.
My Ten Yard Fight hoodie arrived in the mail today. Sweet.
The last four nights I worked, Alex drove me home every night. She sure is psyched about going out of her way to drive me home. Nice girl.