Listening to: The Postal Service - Nothing Better.
Feeling: content
I fucking love this goddamn song.
And yes, the language was necessary.
Bitches.
Anywho.. tonight, i got to be a waitress. For five and a half hours, i did basically nothing. The smell of Indian food and old people did not make the task very enjoyable, but they were all very nice.
I made a friend at work. It was great. I didnt really know what to do when i got there, so Mike made me feel right at home. I even got a nickname. Heh Heh.
And . . . I made 61 dollars.
Alas, the Thanksgiving holiday is nearly over, and i have accomplished nothing.
Sure, i made a few bucks, and well..lost contact with a few people. And yes, i am sad about that, but at the same time. . . whats the point? I dunno... im not much up for talking about it.
Heh, my Liney slept here last night. It was great. We talked about EVERYTHING. I have missed her terribly and im glad we're getting closer again. We helped eachother out "relationship"-wise. And thats cool.
And i just realized how much i am babbling, so im gonna stop now.
And that's all i have to say about that.
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