wynne

I love my job. And cheetos. <3 cheetos <3

So we're having a work christmas party at my boss' house tomorrow night. I have to drive up to work (on my day off, nonetheless) and meet everyone there at 5:30, and we're going to carpool out to Bonner Springs. (Like it's far from my job or something.) But I had to draw a name for the christmas gift exchange, and I pulled one of the high school kids - a studious little black kid named Mark. He wants gummi bears. So gummi bears he shall have.
I need to go to Walmart and find a tin and plenty of bears for his enjoyment. I just don't have any money right now, and Mom forgot to leave me $20 of my money for gas and stuff. D'oh. Oh well. Alex said he'd let me borrow some. He needs to get home now.

Aww. My little cousin Eric is staying over for the weekend. He's six. He just ran in and said, "Hedda! Hedda!! I made this for you!!" and hands me a little construction-paper butterfly he made with my name on it. <3 How fucking cute.

Oooh! Alex is home. Gotta jam.