Thankfully, I didn't have to. It skiffed. It wasn't even enough to call a flurry. And that little fact made my day.
I know that a lot of the guys don't like them, but I really don't mind Sunday morning shifts at all. Yeah, they're long, and yeah, they're early, but there's something about them that I like. Call me crazy, but if I can take those shifts, I don't mind at all!
Anyways. That's been my day, and the extent of any deep thoughts I've had. Hey--it's not my fault! I got up at 6:30, worked for 8 hours, and then took a nap. You can't blame me for being a little brain-dead!
One year ago today: Should it bother me that my roommate's boyfriend continually wants to borrow my clothes? It should especially worry me that he likes me security uniform so much, because no one in their right mind likes this dumb shirt.
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