So Very Dark

so.

I talked to Linda.  She asked if Monday was my last day.  I told her that originally I had thought Friday was, but I could come in on Monday if she wanted.  She told me that she wanted to get me something or something, and she thought Monday was going to be my last day so she didn’t bring anything in today.  (I’m guessing…cake?  Something go-away-partyish) I told her it wouldn’t be a problem, and Monday could be my last day.

I have had so much trouble getting anything useful done *today*, that I can’t even imagine how bad I’ll be on Monday.

I seriously don’t understand how my mom has a job driving professionally. She drives like a drunk sparrow. I swear. It’s nerve-wracking.

Things:

Almost done working here.

Ate pulled-pork sandwiches for dinner last night.

…though mine weren’t this fancy.

Listening to ‘Bloomin 18′ by Ace of Base.

Reading ‘Eragon’.

…did you know that the guy who wrote this was like, 19? He is totally like, a super genius, though. Finished high school at 15. Jerk. I hate people who are way smarter than I am.

Typing like a retard today.

…I thought about using a picture of someone who was actually mentally handicapped…but then I thought that would just be mean. And then I thought about using a picture of one of my homies…but I couldn’t decide who to pick on. So…stupid little kid it is.

Helen makes me totally insane. I want to hit that woman over the head with something heavy.

But now I’m listening to Depeche Mode, so…feeling a little better.

I really need to clean my room.

….note: This is not my actual room. I don’t own sports equipment.

My boobs look good today.

…not THIS good…but not bad.

As I may have mentioned, I am re-watching season 7 of Buffy–which I have only watched through once. I had forgotten who Principal Wood is. I mean…where he comes from, who his mom is…you know.

I have a headache. I think I need more caffeine.

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