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So... I stopped working at the porn store on my 5-year anniversary there. Luckily for me, they agreed to give me severance pay while will help before I can collect unemployment. Oooh, boy. They feel it's "owed" to me after working 10 - 15 hour days, 4 or 5 days a week for the past five years. And I completely agree. I can't complain too much though: I swear if I had to spend one more day waking up at the crack of dawn to peddle smut to one more grumpy, old fuck... I'd lose it.

One of the many horrors of that store: arriving at 8:30a.m., only to have 6 cars lined up in the parking lot waiting for the doors to open. Picture the children in Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory - only with 60-year old men & dildos, rather than sweet, delicious candy. Ugh. Just... UGH. There were perks, naturally, but after so long it's just as monotonous and draining as any other job.

Aside from freeing myself from that place, only a few other fun things have happened - I headed out to Bamboozle with miss Courtney, I got into a fight (and I NEVER fight at shows, ever, because I usually stay calm & collected when surrounded by assholes), but this drunk dude seriously punched me in the ribs to make his way past me. No "excuse me," nothing. Just "fucking move" and punched me. So... I mean... yeah. I basically launched myself over the kid in front of me, grabbed this dude and punched him in the head a few times. He went down, at which point, his lame bitch tried to start with me, and I was NOT going to deal with that either, so...

Anyway. Happy stuff - I still butt-crazy about the boyfriend, he still gives me butterflies when I wake up and see his face every morning, even after all of this time. We're going to Vegas in a few weeks to party with some friends, going to see the Crue in July, and I just got both of my feet tattooed. Mannn did those hurt, haha. Pain doesn't bother me at all, but I'm glad those are done with.

Well, that's about it. Not a very exciting life, I know.