I'm listening to techno and finally sent off my resume. Jeeeeeze, about time. Procrastination much? I also just had a nice conversation with my old boss from the pizza shop, who has apparently sold her business and is taking a long-awaited honeymoon. I loved working there. If that job had paid anything more than $8/hour, I would have been the pizza shop girl for life.
Um. What else? I'm at home, finally, thank god. Ems, I ate the orange you gave me for dinner and haven't left my room since I walked in the door. I'm a reclusive hermit in my own home.