surviving saturday...

two trips to the movie threatre in the past twelve hours...impressive...
at least i wasn't the only one flying solo.
after seeing a bunch of sickening lovey-dovey couples during the previews i just closed my eyes and wished i was back at the dollar theatre watching "mall cop".

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work- eh, not bad. swaped out of closing, again! OBVIOUSLY i'm over being at that place. but, life is life, and life needs money and money it's making at the moment. it's really not thaaaat bad...i only had a good night because i knew i was getting out early though...and made pretty good money, as well.

[;p (---> that is typed from psycho olive jumping around the computer desk, btw)

went out after work. it was a fun time, for sure. i didn't puke in any cups or get carried out by a bouncer, and i still have both my slippers...a good night in my book. didn't get toooo wasted, but only now do i realize that i only thing i ate today was about 2 cups worth of flied lice...and that's it. plus beer, and patron shots and a little bit of lime of course.

hum...i must say, the worst thing about coming home at 5 a.m. is having to watch out for smashing the nasty slugs on the path to my front door. serioulsy. i never wear slippers, and they're alwayyyys out, eXspecially after the sprinklers have already come on. ewww. i ditched and dodged every single one tonight, thankfully.

did i mention i was actually dancing? wow... it's fun, at least. i don't give two shits anymore. i used to be very self-concious about it, but.......f you....and everything else, too.

oh yah, did end up running into the dude who left me his number the other night at work (in whom i did NOT call, of course).......freak......

fml.