Look Ma! We got one! [And Jessica is totally in this picture. No, seriously!]
Okay, for the record: This is totally humane. No one was hurt in this process. No one was personally affronted or insulted. It was good, clean fun. Not like later when the good, fun turned to something other than clean...
But look! I got my internet back. I am so happy. Witness my happy.
*says mean things about Colin* Because I'm like that, you know?
Work fucking sucked. So much. Beyond words. I hate stuff so much right now, I just want to cry [again]. There is so much I wanna do right now, but I can't. Fuuuuuck. Seems to be the word of the day today. Heh. I hate my job right now. Right now. Heh. I said that a lot didn't I? Ehh, I meant it. Oh, and did I mention the toilet bowl cleaner accident? Yep. I picked up a bootle to price, it exploded, I tossed it back onto the counter. Shannon told me it stains like mad, so I checked my hands. Only three little splotches, luck for me, right? Wrong! I look up and Shannon is giving me a weird look. I asked her what was wrong and she just sorta motioned at me. I looked down...
The entire front of my smock, my [favourite!] jeans and my shoes are covered in bright blue toilet bowl cleaner.
Lovely.
But at least I had tons of fun last night. We are the kids at the mall that everyone hates. The loud-ness-osity, the running about, the feeling eachother up, the throwing things and netting emo kids and wearing bras outside of our clothes and loitering for hours... Yeah. I apologized to three clerks, four security guards and countless people we bumped into. I [for the first time in a long time] really enjoyed the company of people I was meeting for the first time. I just sorta wish Brendan had been more...
there. He seemed upset. But I am super glad I got to pounce him! I may even get to pounce him again on Monday. Oh my, it's just too fun.
Which brings me to my next point of : "Sarah, why do you tell me things you already decided no to tell me because you know it'll upset me, but then you tell me anyways and make me think of things even though I've got enough to think of and I had a really bad day because I couldn't stop thinking and I got toilet cleaner on my pants and work is being dumb and my step dad yelled at me and on top of all of that I had to think upsetting thoughts all day too as well?"
Life just isn't fair. I am, actually, really, really glad that Sarah told me though. Or else I would have been all "whoa,
MINDFUCK!". And that would have been weird.
There needs to be much more hanging outage with some of the people from last night. And apparently more hugging. They says we needs more hugging. This has been duly noted.
You know, in total, today sucked major ass. To teh eXtreme. Until just a few moments ago when I remembered I was going to finish this journal entry with.
NB: Mickey? [as I will take to calling you to protect you from internet weirdos..... ass] Take care of your idiot self and that idiot boy, please? Or at least let me into trouble with you next time? You scare the shit out of me, you ass...
Change the 'flirty' face to a 'scared out of my stupid mind' face. You asses.
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