It's alright. It's ...alright.

I uh, should write out my notice, and give it to them tomorrow.

I'm ..unhappy there.

Hm.


I hate Embassy Apartments. But.. if you're looking for a studio apartment, I can assist you with that, ha. ;)


I'm getting better and better ideas.

I need a little bit of time to uh, get that kind of stuff done.


Hm.
I wonder if they'll do me the favor of just telling me to not come back.


:/

I can't decide if I want to wear heels today, or not.

My feet hurt.

I have a ten hour day.

I think I'd better wear them. I haven't wore 'em in like, two weeks.
I'm slackin' in style. Well, you know.. almost, at least.


I feel a bit better now. I'm going to try to go in with a positive attitude, blank slate kind of shit.

Sigh.

After work, I'll get to go straight home, though.. Which will make me happier.


I really thought I knew just what kind of girl I am. I ..really have no idea.