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Upon reading the comments on a YouTube video of Rufus Wainwright performing "Hallelujah", I am reminded of a wonderful anecdote my mom told me about a year ago ( Read more... ) -
Of friends and immaturity.
Okay, so I was told something interesting tonight.
I did what I always do on a Tuesday night, I went to hang out with my friend Melissa while she was closing up at the salon she works in. I cut her hair, she straightened mine, and we just sort of messed around. No customers.
I offhandedly mentioned last Thursday night, when she was making all these ( Read more... ) -
This is SO FRUSTRATING.
I hardly know where to begin. I've spent the last couple of hours trying to find some work clothes online and I'm not having any luck ( Read more... ) -
Work meetings suck.
I just attended my first staff meeting at Trade Secret, and... we just got handed a bunch of stupid rules (typed with poor grammar, spelling, and punctuation, I might add) that we have to follow now. And we have to do all this anal-retentive bullshit every time a client comes in now... Taking down the name, okay. Phone number, fine. But STAPLING A ( Read more... ) -
More job searching.
I had an interview this morning. I should be way more excited than I am, but ( Read more... ) -
I actually wish I were wrong about this one. I do.
It's official, my suspicions were correct... Shane is an ASSHOLE.
Wednesday could've been such a fun, relaxed day. Melissa was off work, and if I see her at all, that's the day it happens. But no, she had made plans to go with her boyfriend (ugh) to go look at a trailer because they're moving in together. But they didn't have to be there until 1 P.M ( Read more... )