my life as a job-searcher might have come to a close. this new exercise place/tanning bed/massage therapy place wants me to be the receptionist. we're still negotiating salaries, though. cross your fingers for me. it's funny, mom has no problem with me frying my skin in a coffin-like machine as long as i'm getting paid for it. God bless
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