yeah. so dan and i were up til three saving what shit i wanted to keep from my hard drive.
he fixed the mouse, but the rest is shot.

work was only 4 hrs, yet so long. people say its a busy store, but ive yet to seen it.
so today i was just doing random shit.... i guess since we're right next to the boating docks, people goin on long-ass trips will load up at our store.
so i got to load shit up, not in bags, but in boxes, costco style. snood and tetris kept goin through my head. damn, that was some good packing.

they let me go 15 mins early.
but while there i was so bored. i cleaned up everything, there was nothing to do. i found this pushpin in a trident cinnamon gum box. i poked the fuck outta that box.
but i came to a realization. cinnamon smells like saliva. call me out if you want, but to me it does. maybe just more tart, or as more of a kick, but whatever... it seems as if you break down cinnamon, part of it will smell like spit.... my bad.

seattle driving is a lot different than suburb driving. back in kirkland, on a two lane road, i'd chill in the left lane, ya know, so all those people turning right can slow down, and i dont have to.
but now it seems that the prefered lane is the right one, cuz theres not always a free left lane, so those guys have to wait for oncoming traffic to go by to get out of everyone else's way.
everyone seems more in tune to this and will readily whip around the car holdin everyone up.

mmm.. dicks are good.
i went there today. it was about 4:30. i think that was the first time literally EVER that there was no one in line.

alright. kickball to come. wo0t!