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It's funny, the things you learn about yourself.

This past week, I've learnt that I'm good at counting money. Also, I'm good at saying, "Is there anything else I can help you with?" in a way that makes it obvious that you need to piss off so I can keep the line moving. Also, today some boy wrote "cutest. bank teller. ever." on his deposit slip, and oh how I did blush.

I am listening to the Smashing Pumpkins. And drinking booze, and my hair is in pig tails.

All in all, today has been a bit lovely.

Made even more lovlier 'cause the boy here with me is fucking wonderful.

Hooray for life. And maybe a little bit of a hooray for the Socceroos, because I sometimes like football.