Today was loonng. I had to get up at 6:30 to be at work by 7:00. I hate getting up at the asscrack of dawn. Not to mention I hate people in general so seeing them through my half open eyes (not half closed, I am an optimist) just makes me sour. I especially hate when people ask you to do something completely random like searching for a missing glove. I can get you a pretzel or pour some coffee, but that's about it. I work at a concession stand by the way. Then I spill water all over my clothes because the sink is an anus an splashes everywhere. When I got home I had to make Jules her birthday present which I decided was going to be a nice painting. It took me like 2 hours to make. It was a coffee mug in a counter full of hot, steaming coffee. Wellll......of course I have to fuck up something. The so called white paint that I used to paint the mug ended up being glaze so I painted it on white and it looked great, so I packed it in my car and drove to the loop where I gave it to Jules. I guess glaze paint goes on white so you can see where you put it then it dries clear. Well the mug frickin disappeared. Haha I was so annoyed because I worked so hard on it and it just disappears. Whatever I stole the paint anyways, but I wish it was white like I had originally thought. After that escapade, Jules, Justin, Ellen and I went to Bertucchi's for dinner where we had the dumbest bitchhole of a waitress. She stood there for a full minute staring at us before she talked. Then she asked Ellen if she was finished eating when there was clearly no food on her plate except a plop of sauce. Did she think Ellen was going to lick the sauce off the plate? What an idiot. Well that was my day, and my first blog. I'll try to write all the time.
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