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Sunday and Monday are the only two days I work back to back during my whole week, so that makes Mondays doubly sucky. I needed a big old dose of Fruits Basket cuteness tonight to calm me down. It did the trick. Happy now.

My roommate (or Pouty McPouterson, as I like to refer to her) turned down my offer of a ride home tonight. The stupid twit spent an hour and a half on the bus instead, including waiting in the rain, the cold, the whole works. It's funny to watch her ask fucking random people at work to move in with her.

Maybe I should post an ad for her in tesc. Hah!

So, it turns out, an assload of people from work seem to have LiveJournals. I'll point you to a few. Y'know how in a group of three girls, there's always the cute one, the smart one, and the ho? Shen (animeshen) is the cute one. You should read her comic, bitches. Cause, y'know, it's awesome. And, she's from Minnesota and stuff. So, there. Lindsy (irsmurfette), yeah, she's the ho. Lord, if you could read the entries I can, you'd know why. You're a ho, MickeyLindsySquishyStabbyStabby. But she put me on her cell phone plan so that I could have a phone, so she is a goddess. Yes.

Does that make me the smart Charlie's Angel? Suppose so. :P

I need to do laundry. For, while I will NEVER run out of clean panties (I have billions), I am out of socks once again.

Someone should stop making my phone so damn cute. If it was less cute, I'd stop fucking with it ten hours a day. I think I may have to do what Lins is doing and pay 5 bucks for a kajillion text messages a month so that I can do it at work, since there's NO BLEEDING RECEPTION anywhere for anything other than that. Rar.

My head itches.