Work on Sunday kinda sucks, but I just realized I have a pretty short week. On Thursday we are going to the baseball game instead of working and I have Friday off. So, radical. Guess what I did last night...well, I can't tell you everything, but I did go to Pop's and The Hemlock and Edinburgh Castle and then back to Pop's.

I love the Mall and I hate that they are leaving, cause they're like some of the raddest dudes ever. I need to make some more awesome friends, cause some of my friends are crazy and a bad influence (and I'm not talking about anyone that reads this, so don't think that it's you). No, I love you, you're awesome. Do you ever read this and are pretty sure that I am losing my mind? Cause that's what I would think if I were you.

Tonight I am meeting up with my weird ex boyfriend, I hope it's cool. I don't know where to go though. I don't really desire to hang out with him, but, what else am I going to do tonight? Nothing. Exactly.

I walked really far this morning and I was 20 minutes late for work, which sucked, cause I am the only one with the key. I hate being late, it bothers me. Okay, I got a date with a girl, a bottle of champagne and the roof. My work is not that bad.