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Today... did not go very well
April 8th, 2006 02:15 amYay, I get to work nine hours every day next week! ….shoot me. Please. On the upside, that means I get ten hours and a few of those will be overtime, which will give me roughly 80 bucks extra in the check for next week. Coolness. Oh, and the bank FINALLY decided to deposit my paycheck which should’ve been done Thursday morning… but of course they took the $35 fee out first. So this whole fiasco cost me $140, and I now have all of 50 bucks in my bank account right now. Lovely. I couldn’t find my checkbook (you know, the ledger part, I have the checks) so I got a small notebook today to write all my transactions in. Because now that I’ve fucked up once I’ve got to make sure that it doesn’t happen again… which means balancing my checkbook every freaking day, because I’m anal like that.
Have I ever mentioned how much I hate seeing people that I used to go to school with? Yeah, it sucks. Especially when I’m at work. It’s like… yeah, I work at CVS, I haven’t gone to school, I live with my mother and have absolutely no life. That’s great. You know what I hate more, though? When you bump into someone that didn’t give you the time of day in high school, and now they act like you’re long lost friends or something. It’s like… cut the act, will you? We never even spoke in high school… let’s keep it that way. We didn’t like each other for a reason.
On a completely random note, my hair is black now. Whoops. It’s darker than I’d wanted it… good thing is that it’ll wash out a bit over the next few weeks, so hopefully then it’ll be alright. Besides the fact that I plan on highlighting it next week. So that should help.
Have I ever mentioned how much I hate seeing people that I used to go to school with? Yeah, it sucks. Especially when I’m at work. It’s like… yeah, I work at CVS, I haven’t gone to school, I live with my mother and have absolutely no life. That’s great. You know what I hate more, though? When you bump into someone that didn’t give you the time of day in high school, and now they act like you’re long lost friends or something. It’s like… cut the act, will you? We never even spoke in high school… let’s keep it that way. We didn’t like each other for a reason.
On a completely random note, my hair is black now. Whoops. It’s darker than I’d wanted it… good thing is that it’ll wash out a bit over the next few weeks, so hopefully then it’ll be alright. Besides the fact that I plan on highlighting it next week. So that should help.
