hmm.
today was a fuckload of busy.
they put me down in no where cashiering land.
but then once the express person got booted out to go home, i was IN!

had this customer.
he walked up and wanted me to scan this bar code.
but the fucker was tattooed to his fucking chest.
on his left boob.
well, not on the meaty part, but up a bit toward the clavicle.
so i punched the fucker in, but no luck.
hes not an item from freds.

misty and i had lunch together.
our personalities go well together.
damn her married ass.

i need to find out about that english class.
like.. where it is and shit..
hmm. im thinking now would be a good time to do it.

im excited, but not, that schools starting...
im sure you know what i mean.