i aged a thousand years..or more.

Jul 21, 2004 22:15

I had orientation at Albertsons today; three hours of signing paperwork and watching silly videotapes on customer service and sexual harassment. Then I was rewarded with my name tag and uniform: a white apron that hangs below my knees, an oversized white collared shirt with a blue Albertsons cap. It’s sexy!
Meghan picked me up and I got to see her new hot tattoo. Then we went to Wendys and later ran like girls in the rain to her car.

I’m in the process of shopping for a car. I went on AutoTrader.com and surprisingly there are a lot of cars you can get for under $3000 (my price range). I took down the phone numbers for a couple of cars, but only one guy called back and I think we’re going to go see it tomorrow. It’s a blue 1995 Toyota Corolla, and its super cute and super awesome.

Gotta go see Reno 911! Since my life sadly revolves around TV.



Directions:
1. Take five books off your bookshelf.
2. Book #1 -- first sentence
3. Book #2 -- last sentence on page fifty
4. Book #3 -- second sentence on page one hundred
5. Book #4 -- next to the last sentence
------------- on page one hundred fifty
6. Book #5 -- final sentence of the book
7. Make the five sentences into a paragraph.
8. Feel free to "cheat" to make a better paragraph.
9. Name your sources
10.Post to your blog and/or a community(or several).

I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn’t try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have. Her bones were buried in that basement and strange things had been happening for centuries - strange shadows, whispers, broken mirrors, broken plates. Unable to sustain the belief that driving an airport shuttle van would be any less depressing than sharing a bunk bed with a manic depressive named Meredith Bookbinder on the top floor of a second-tier sorority house, she returned to Hoover the following September with the twin goals of reading all the Great Books that had ever been written and cultivating an elusive mystique in keeping with her newly anemic body. Then they carried the stretcher, just as we expected, but when the porch light came on we were not prepared for what we saw: Lux Lisbon, sitting up, very much alive. I think that must mean that we are perfect partners, because our arms are the same length.

Book 1: The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Stephen Chbosky
Book 2: The Hanged Man - Francesca Lia Block
Book 3: What She Saw … - Lucinda Rosenfeld
Book 4: The Virgin Suicides - Jeffrey Eugenides
Book 5: Knocked Out by my Nunga-Nungas - Louise Rennison

car, albertsons

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