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Its about time I write a new journal. The worst part about working is the actual looking for a job thing. I hate it, ha ha. I love working, hate looking. I can do just about anything and be happy, but I have a lot of different jobs, that have absolutely nothing to do with one another. I'm thinking I should just get a factory job and get paid good money and call that that. Sounds like a plan.

I've been sitting around lately watching VH1, wow. Boring eh? I finally got rid of Dick, and now I'm sure he's so heartbroken because he won't even talk to me, ha ha. His loss I guess. He was such a little whiny bitch, and I told him so. All he said back was, you're the fucking bitch. Sure, ha ha. That one got me right in the heart. Anyway, he was a jerk, and I'm thinking his way of keeping girls around was to make them feel so insecure with themselves that they wouldn't leave him. Well, sucks to be him because I'm stubborn and I don't take shit. I'm so happy now, ha ha.

Anypoo, not much else going on. I'm glad everyone liked the pictures. I wasn't sure about them because I don't get dolled up very often, so I was sure I just looked like a total dork, tee hee hee. Talk at you all later.

Mick to the E.