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So I finally got the balls to ask my supervisor for extra hours and got more than I asked for. She told me she's going to give me more hours and train me on inbound soon. Inbound scares me shitless cause people call in ready to rip your head off. With outbound, you call them and they're caught off-guard. But being inbound means I get to work more hours (hopefully).

I'm pretty effing tired and I have to try to convince Jordan to take me to get my check tomorrow monring so I can cash it and buy hair dye, a new trashcan (the outside kind. my old one blew away), and pay the electric and roadrunner bills.
And then next week I have to pay the retarded gas bill. I'm pretty sure he won't take me. :/ Oh well.

I decided I was going to have really dark brown (almost black) hair with little blonde highlights. I think that'd be cute and give me a better chance of getting hired on full time. Mo money.

I just remembered my friend Freddie is coming up from Arizona this week and I'm supposed to hang out with him tomorrow night. I forgot so I have to try to get ahold of him to see what time. I have to go watch random episodes of SNL now. And the new Family Guy from last weekend.