So, I just drove a total of 1.5 hours to do 8 hours of work. Ugh. I mean, I love everyone there so it was no big deal but really. $21 for a tank of gas (and you people actually want John Kerry to be our president? Heaven help us if he is!!) And then countless hours of my cheerleading/Barbie fake smile (because I had to be the greeter) with more hours of folding (the sorostitutes should really leave the kid sizes alone. YOU ARE TOO FAT TO WEAR THEM!) And I'm tired. This whole trying to be thin thing is really tiring. But anyway, it's my own fault for telling Robyn I could work. So I'll be back again tomorrow and I have to miss the baseball game on sunday. But Meg and her boy are going, so they can fill me in on exciting things.
But that's about it. And honestly, I REALLY don't want to go back to the mall store but what can I do? I need money. (Although, Mum and Dad said I could direct or produce porn. I just can't star in it. So maybe....JUST KIDDING!)