My sister is the frickin' brilliant one, not me. 0:-) 2003-06-16 - 7:03 p.m.
Great googly moogly. Read this now. Instead of writing her own facts list, my sister commented on *my* facts list. And then added her own facts. Oh, and I'm supposed to say that if you want any dirt on me, go leave her a note and ask her. Wait, maybe I shouldn't have said that.... hehehehe, not that I have any "dirt" to speak of.
But yeah. That kid is bloody hilarious. I love her to pieces and then some. She is coming here next weekend! :)
(cue Sarah jumping for joy..... NOW)
Well, werk. Werk was werk. I decided, oh, maybe I'll replenish some of the shoes that have been sold (recall that most all the shoes are out on the floor now because Sizz-ears apparently was very jealous of the shoe departments of such high-end retail establishments as W@lmart and K-M@rt and wants things to look just like that). This task was more monumental than I thought, but at least it passed the time- I looked busy all day so no one tried to make me do their work for them.
Yeah. Tomorrow they are getting rid of the cash register in the department *tear*. No more getting people to sign up for Sizz-ears cards for me, I guess. Boo.
So yeah. I hate talking about werk. So enough already. In the mail today came a big thick envelope from the Grad School saying blah blah blah Congratulations on your conditional admission yadda yadda registration blah blah entrance exams blah blah yadda yadda. Shitballs. Remind me to A) practice flute B) call the damn apartment building down there (somewhat important!) C) start studying for those damn tests and D) wait.... was there a D? I forget. But yeah. Got all that? Good.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Even if I don't go to school, I promise I will not remain here just to work at Sizz-ears. Because that would Suck. With a capital 'S', mind you.
Yeah. I'm tired and stuff. So I'm going to shut up now. Have a lovely evening all! :)