Pop tarts...
Two hours late for work...
Feeding the stray dog...
I woke up Sunday unable to hear anything in my right ear... And, the saga continues! It started showing signs of improvements today, but it sucks again right now, at this very moment.
Considering that super secret job, which involves pop tarts, and pays $13 an hour, and has lots of neat little perks, but it's on the night shift.
Supposed to have worked from 10-7 today, but due to the job interview with the top secret company I worked from 12-9. And my boss didn't even care. He was just glad that I showed up at all.
I've been feeding this really sweet boxer bulldog at work for the past couple weeks. Someone set her off in the parking lot, and she's homeless, and starving, and very afraid of people.
