I don't want to do my laundry. Meaghan came over a couple of days back, that was more fun than the pie that had four and twenty blackbirds in it. The past few days have been a flurry of job applications, and the frightened hope that comes with them. I have this picture in my head of finally having some cash, but losing all my time slaving away with a manager I hate. That's probably what most jobs are like. At least Desiree can scream into the muted ears of her customers.
Other notes: I've become vegan. I don't know how much I like it right now...the differences between the life of a vegan and a vegetarian seem quite significant. Being a vegetarian is easy...it's easy to do it well, I might add. Vegan on campus with a mealplan? I'm gympy as we speak. Maybe desiree has some suggestions? I'll call that house of ill repute tonight.
At any rate, I need to eat soon or I will be very unhappy. But I have no clothes. I don't want to do my laundry. Rats.
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WOW i understand i am looking for a job too but i am like all like crapped out thining that i wil be working for some crappy boss and having the worst time ever but that i am making money witch is what i dont have now,and i need. soo ya i see where you come from.
ooh ya PS this is Faye from megs Lifeteams thing.
Faye! thats soooooo cool!
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