I have to leave for work in about an hour. Despite my need for money, I HATE my job. I am a dishwasher, in a place I refuse to mention, three days a week, totaling in around twenty hours of greasy, grimey, shoulder straining, skin pruning, soaking wet dish cleaning on Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday. H0wever, I also work Friday mornings doing office-type work for another job. I have already given my two week notice at my dishwashing hell, letting my last day be August 2nd, but the time inbetween now and then could not be going any slower. Luckily, I have much to keep me occupied on my days off. Infact, on the 21st I’m going to Warped Tour at the Comcast Center with Deprise. As much as I am looking forward to it, I’ll have to admit that I’m a little worried about Deprise’s ability to sunburn with even the smallest amounts of sunshine available. Hello, SPF 50.
Anyway, I have to cut this post short. I have to print out my mother’s boyfriend’s plane tickets. He’s leaving to California for a week, lucky him -_- And then it’s off to work <3 -_- -_-
Until next time, xo
