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Survived another night at work. I've gotta say that with the store being closed from 10-6, it made work a little weird, as the only people I rang up last night were employees. o_O It appears that with our 9th robbery, the suits decided to get us a security guard. Seems he'll be there from 7:30PM-12:30am, and we'll continue to close at 12AM. And by close, I mean the pharmacy drive thru is still open, and if it can fit through their little drawer thingie, you can buy it. Granted, you'll run the risk of someone yelling out whatever you need on the loud speaker, but really, who cares? We're only laughing at you. Honest. Annnnnnywho, I don't know how long this will last, but I do know that apparently big boss was not thrilled at the nightshift running away screaming last night [well, Wed/Thurs]. I also know that the night shift did not give a damn. :P

Still chugging through The Whorelequin. I thought Sylvie was a lesbian? Huh.

Might've had more to say, but I forgot. Cuz I'm old or something. Remind me that hellish bridal shopping is to be done August 5th. *twitches and DIES*

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...I spent the last two hours shopping for Cass, for her wedding favors. At the last minute I realize that her evil plan will not work. Not a thank you was uttered for the waste of my time, and instead it was hinted madly that maybe I should be planning her bridal shower. Yeah, the last I checked, she was attempting to plan it. Really, what should I bother with? Meh. I'm in a funk right now and it's not helping that I peeked at friend #2 who's getting married next month, and her registry is pretty much picked over. I'm a little upset I can't swing a way to go to that wedding, and also, since I'm not exactly C&M's biggest 'shipper, their wedding makes me cranky enough as is. Still, I throw myself on the altar of humiliation nation and email the other two chiquitas planning the party. We'll see if either replies. More importantly, we'll see if either has a plan. Being horribly anti-social means that having me plan a party is just plain stupid. Though I'm handy with a list. And freaking out about stuff. Very, very good about that.

*curls up in a ball*