cross out the eyes.

1:55pm: my mom's out of the insane asylum.
I've never been more unhappy in all my life.

12:45am: Wow the last time I wrote in this it was 2005.
I find that unreal.
Um nothing interesting ever happens to me.
Except our trip to the Poconos.
It fucking rocked my socks.
Really.
I had so much fun with my friends.
And let me state, for the record, that I absolutely love Mercedes Olmo.
Even if she doesn't think I do.
Even if Im a jerk sometimes.
Or harsh or hard on you.
I love you.
and I love that you made Shayne piss himself just by laughing.
Litterally.
That is all.

7:51pm: I hate the Gap during Christmas.
I have no time anymore.
Work has owned me.
The most random crap happens.
Kinda literal.
Let me explain, someone took a dump in our changing rooms.
And my boss actually asked me to clean it.
I wanted to die.
I didn't though.
I think they got a newbie cashier to do it.
It didn't help that much, the next day the store smelled like something died.
I almost got in trouble, cuz I'm manager and I should of known, blah blah blah.
How the fuck would I know that someone was pooping in the changing room?
People have no fucking shame.
I was freaking out cuz of the transit strike.
Cuz then I'd have to walk everywhere in subzero temps.
But that didn't happen whoo.
I'm counting down the days till the holiday.
Hunter and I are going to Mercedes' house to spend them with she and Todd's family.
It should be nice.
Then we're going skiing in PA for a week with Mcnasty, Todd, his wife, and maybe Mercedes.
I hope! I'll work your parents over I promise ha.
I can't feel my toes.
I'mma steal some of Hunter's socks.
Take care, the two people that read this lol.

9:17pm: I got a livejournal.
I don't really get why.
These were all the rage like...3 years ago haha.
Late on the times?
I think so.
That's how I work.
So uhh, yeah, I updated this sucker.
Now what?