A weekend!

So, Here I sit borrowing internet in the parking lot of my employer's out-of-park HQ. Good stuff. And better yet, I am actually getting paychecks that make it almost working up on a mountain away from some of the things I enjoy most. And to say this for the millionth time, I miss you all. I wish you would come see me. Just mention my name, and I can be found.

I feel that being a cashier/food service job is something everyone should work. Just once. So then you can see how dumb your questions can be, how appreciated your genuine smiles and tips are, and to see how necessary it is for a college education.

Back....Form Outer Space....

And I just walked in here to lyric lyric lyric. I've decided that I do not want to be a house keeper when I grow up, or a barista. And also, if ever feel inclined to be an ass to a cashier, don't. Chances are they are mere moments away from punching you in the neck. Just a thought. And on a side note, if I ever get a chance to blackmail someone for haneous amounts of money, I will take full advantage of the opportunity given to me.

And I miss my friends and videogames.