Las Vegas is crazy. Terribly tacky, wonderfully wild, outragously odd, cracked, crooked, sparkling, spinning, scintillating, sinful...and just about everything else. Thrown into the desert. With some neon
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So I lost my purse today, I don't know if I like my new manager, I've given my coworkers no reason to think I'm a responsible, intelligent individual, Sto might have the wrong ticket for our trip on wednesday, she's taking someone else to London, Mary won't return my calls or even friend either of my fucking myspaces after I'd requested with both
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Life is crazy. Noggin's got a new show...Beyond the Break. Worth my time and love? Not sure. Surfing looks so cool, though. I'm so fried from exhaustion and work right now...all I can think of to say is lame stuff about Noggin. Like I said, life is crazy. More like lame, but still pretty crazy.
I just found out that my shift tomorrow is nine to one....as in nine at night to one in the morning! Crazy. It's inventory night, we count everything in the store to see what's been sold and what hasn't. Sounds tedious and scary, but everyone's going to be there, so it might be kind of fun, actually
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Damn, ya'll. I am a working girl. I'm a completely booked this entire week except tuesday. I mean, sure, it's nice to have an income...but damn. I am a lazy bumb, and all I want to do is play music. And now I have to sell soap all day, and my throat feels like a sexteen-wheeler drove over it a couple of times by the end of the shift
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So, on Friday I went to the 11:45 showing of The Davinci Code (which was very good) and I didn't get home till 2:30. I get up at 7:30 to go to my first day of work at Lush (all natural, handmade cosmetics), then I have a gig that night. And then I wake up at 7:30 again to go back to work
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