Treasurer Of The State

i slept for a good eleven or so hours today, or rather at least i laid down for that long. it was good for me, because now i feel good enough to go to church tomorrow. mission accomplished, as far as i'm concerned. so yeah! i've got church tomorrow, dropping off my application [and hopefully interviewing] at gamestop on monday, and an interview at sears on tuesday. is it weird to say that i hope gamestop hires me before i have to work at sears? i dunno, i've worked in a department store before, and i just have bad memories of it. upselling credit cards and 'special offers'. ugh. target memories.

but really anything at this point will be better than bringing home no paycheck. there's something to be said for going to work and taking something home that adds money to the bank account, even if it's small. receiving wages, getting what's coming to you, even though sometimes it doesn't seem like it matches the amount of work you put into it [and sometimes the amount of work people put into it doesn't match the amount they receive... i'm looking at you, politicians]. it's good. i miss that. christin is watching me type. i don't like that.

so yeah. i'm gonna stop typing now because christin is watching me, and i can't type with people watching me. but now she's not watching anymore, so i can type some more. there we go. good times railroad!!! tomorrow should be good. i miss church. i need to rub christin's feet, and tucker is not a packet of mayonnaise... just for the record, you know, in case you were wondering about that. the dog smells really bad, and she needs a bath. she also needs breath mints of some kind, because damn. just damn. and with that lovely parting thought, goodnight.