all the xtra crap i forgot to mention
(Starting with the weekend.) I worked yet again, another Saturday-Sunday. I didn't get Friday which sucks, and JC Penney was having the cute chocolate sale on Saturday that ultimately left us swamped. Sunday Matt and Chris came in. Chris was stoned. And Matt was decent, so I couldn't complain, but he tried to gross me out by hugging me since I hate being touched.
Oh, and I'm sick. Figures. God thinks this is hilarious, having me catch something at a crucial time, and I want to tell Him to fuck off and Die. And don't forget, there is no God but He is out to get me and that's why I'm failing. Oh I love not making any sense. I'm so fucking sober.
Oh, and I'm sick. Figures. God thinks this is hilarious, having me catch something at a crucial time, and I want to tell Him to fuck off and Die. And don't forget, there is no God but He is out to get me and that's why I'm failing. Oh I love not making any sense. I'm so fucking sober.