So yeah, as usual...I love/hate my job. Love it because the job itself is cool and relatively simple and I get paid a relatively decent amount for it. Hate it because one of the owners and one of the chicks there are FUCKBAGS! I don't understand why, no matter where I go, I end up getting teh poopy. Oh well. It's not that big of a deal I guess. If you need any party supplies, Halloween goodies, or balloons, come over and see me at Party America. ^^; Please?
On another note, I'm sick as a dog and I cut my hair, yay! *luvs*
On another note, I'm sick as a dog and I cut my hair, yay! *luvs*