Yesterday was bad. six hours of standing, putting stickers, onto boxes... not the worst job in the world, but come on... its hardly fucking stimulating. Bastard shortbread. Anyway, so last night... what did I do... can't remember, I think it involved hockey masks, books and oranges, but I don't care to remember such things. The mom from the Munsters was hot. I have to go to work soon, I dont wanna. It's dull and boring and in general, complete shit.