respekt

turns out today i had a psych appointment and an ULTRASOUND, not an cat scan. so my psychologist thinks im an idiot. and im pregnant. just kidding, but im pretty sure the doc thinks im a crazy fucking moron who needs to just stop talking to girls. then i went shopping at walmart for work clothes with $300 my dad was kind enough to loan me. i fucking hate walmart but DAMMIT its the only place i know i can find my wrangler carpenter jeans. love those things. anyway, on the way to walmart i got a call from jfc. i now start at sharis berries on THURSDAY, not monday. fuck. i am not looking forward to being the new kid. just got a real bad feeling. im too used to being unemployed. having a schedule to follow is really going to fuck with me

breakfast tomorrow with my pap and the rest of the wiscounts. for the last time in a long time...damn this schedule. its ruining things already

--PG