Well, what a depressing week. Johnny Cash-Dead. John Ritter-Dead. Cliche as it is, it makes you think of the fragile-ness of life. It makes you want to grab everyone you love and tell them just how you feel. So yeah, I'd love to tell you all you are very important to me and give meaning to my life, SO DON'T DIE!
Speaking of death, working two jobs SUCKS. I'm so tired, and that's mostly why I've been updating so sparringly. Watts is easy. Most of the stuff is easy to catch on to. Getting up early in the morning is kinda rough though. At wal-mart, the urge to rip into a customer and tear them apart is getting bigger and bigger. Hopefully I'll get to destroy someone before I leave. Friday is my last day, I'm so excited.
The benefit of working two jobs is next Friday the 26th, I am going to be ONE RICH BASTARD.
Two paychecks+weekend off= death due to alcohol poisoning. Mention this post and recieve one free beer*
Giggidy-giggidy. C'mooooon weekend.



*beer may be imaginary.