Cuck. Not a great night. I hate working. I hate doing everyone else's work and staying half an hour late at least, every night. And even more so, mostly so, I hate coming home after working for five and a half hours and doing dishes. Dishes that I didnt dirty. Oh well. Lets see, tomorrow. Tomorrow is like one year and nine months for me n Josh, which is kinda a small anniversary, but its fun to count them. You shouldnt have to go like a whole year without having an anniversary. Even if you just celebrate a few of them. : ). Serr is taking me tanning after school coz Josh has to edit. (Thanks Serr) Im hoping I start to look tanner, or else this is just a waste of my precious, hard earned money. Damn. FF