Flee, rats, this ship is sinking.
Today is a sad day at work. It is absolutely beautiful out, i have the door propped wide open, and two brand-new pandora customers came in simply GUSHING about how much they love this store and how much they'd like to buy in the FUTURE. Now that they're gone, i have to make the going-out-of-business ad.
Tomorrow is my orientation. SEXUAL ORIENTATION??? No, you sicko, get your mind out of the gutter. 8:30 to 4:30 i'll be learning all about how to go to school. Not that i haven't done THAT before. ... there'd better be someone else young there for me to bond with. No, sicko, not in that way. i hate you gross readers.