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Okay, so the blonde hair is gone now, thank god. But I did kind of a crappy job with the black and it's all patchy with some orangy parts showing through. Which is ironic since the whole reason for this bleaching/re-dying debacle was to EVEN OUT my hair color. Oh well. At least it didn't all fall out (not yet, anyway.)

The whole having a job thing is still novel enough to motivate me to get up on time and wear clean clothes and stuff, so that's good. It's not so stressfull now that I'm closer to knowing how to do everything there-- those first few days at a new job are always the fucking worst. Nothing makes you feel more useless and incompetant than standing around going "umm.. so what am I supposed to do now?" and "so where's the such-and-such?" "how do I blah-blah-blah?" all day long. And you're in everyone's way and you can't even do the stuff they don't want to do, like answer the phone, because you can't answer anyone's questions and you have to say "excuse me, could you hold please" and go ask someone what time we're open untill... yeah, that all pretty much sucked. But I'm almost past it. I'm still not answering the phone, and I'll cling to that for as long as I can get away with it ("oh but I don't think I know enough to answer customer's questions-- someone else better get it!")

Yep. This is pretty boring, I apologize. I don't usually write journal entries when I'm so uninspired, but this is the first time I've had a chance to write anything lately and I don't want everyone to think I've abandoned them.

I'm still here! I still love you guys!

God, being a normal employed productive member of society makes me fucking boring...