Nevermind. ;)

So I sleeptalked to my mom who just had to call me during American Idol. But of course, at that point I was sleepwatching American Idol. It was pointless tonight anyway. Oh well.

Shoe Girl is getting back from Australia tomorrow I think. She's back on the schedule for werk next week. She's supposed to be full-time, and yet I have more hours than she does. Oh well. I guess Manager Girl decided she might have forgotten everything she once knew about shoes after spending a month and a half flying across Australia. I suppose I would too. But then again I don't know if I would come back. Sears in Craptown. Australia. Yeah. Slight difference there.

My mom is going up to my grandma's house this weekend. Apparently my grandma found out that my aunt does indeed have brain cancer (she had the successful surgery in January and the radiation is working fine). My grandma was not pleased that no one told her it was that serious in January. Like it takes thirteen hours to remove a cyst vs. a tumor. But whatever.

I feel like I need to do something shocking now. Maybe I should call up my grandma and tell her I'm pregnant!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. She may be gullible, but she's not that gullible. And besides, that's already been done before in my family. With the same aunt. I guess she has permanent dibs on the shock value.

Well, I wonder what my grandma would say if she knew my belly button was pierced. Heck, I wonder what my mom would say. My sister did relay to me the lecture my mom gave her about the grossness of such bodily adornment, after a little high schooler that works in her store had hers done.

Eh, who'm I kidding? I'm just not the shocking type. Invisibility, that's my speciality.

I miss my sister. Is it summer yet?

Blargh. I'm boring. Goodnight all. :)

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