My lower extremities hurt. I feel worse than I did after I had spent the day hiking 17 miles and then standing at the Bronte museum. AKA I think I'll wear my hiking boots to work tomorrow for another 7 hour shift of standing and running around the store.
I never want to work directly with my manager again.
Heehee. Giggle.
I want to see my best mate. And Lisa. And Amandas. And Camille. And Christine. And I want to work with Julie.
I'm Harry, Harry Potter.
I want ice cream. And dark chocolate digestives.
I miss talking like Chris Bennion.
When I'm this tired, I can sleep anywhere.
I want letters. I also need to write letters.
I want to go stargazing.
The end.
2 comments:
Rachel. I think we should sleep on your or my trampoline sometime in the near future. Thusly we could fulfill two of your wishes on this blog. Seeing an Amanda, and stargazing. :)
Sorry your day was hard! I sure hope we didn't add to that at all...But you did a really great job at your job! You're so cute and way sweet! Totally loved seeing you! Have a good one and I'll ttyl!
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