Christ

Going to bed at 5 and waking up at 7 for a job interview is not my idea of a good time. I almost missed it because I passed out on the couch once the house guests departed. When I got home I slept straight until 5 in the afternoon. I didn't do much with my day. I did however have another really intense conversation with that friend. The things you never knew about people. Its like I see a whole different person now, not in a bad way, but on a more personal level type thing.

When I woke the next day, I had to head to the Mount to pick up a take home exam I missed. On the way out of the building, I had just missed the bus but when he saw me he stopped on the side of the road. There is nothing more embarrasing than running down the road towards a bus, especially if you have somewhat large tits. I worked backshift that night. I thought I was going to dread it but it ended up being really alright. I got high with my co-workers, or I should say they got me high. My only complaint would have to be one of these co-workers is a racist little shit, who use terms "faggot" and "queer" with malice. I fucking hate ignorance, Jesse on the other hand is super fun. I wouldn't mind having a few more shifts with him.