Work was fun. I still can't believe I managed to get a little, easy four hour shift on the busiest shopping day of the year. But hey, I am definitely not complaining. I have to be in at 11 tomorrow morning though, which is going to suck. But I get off at 6. So, yay me. Apparently there was a line out past Old Navy at my store at 6 this morning. Why the fuck would people be out shopping at 6am? Does anyone know what the word "sleep" means anymore? =P My ass took Jeff to work, went home, and went straight back to bed. It was busier than shit, though, and I was the operator. Trying to balance stray and answering the phone at the same time doesn't exactly work. Especially on a day like today. I got really frustrated, as you can imagine. Oh well. Tomorrow's going to be worse. Greeaat. Ooooo. I found a green pen. o_0