Love Shack Baabeeeeee

Yeah, that has nothing to do with this entry. It's what's playing right now.

TIIIIIIIIIIN ROOF! Rusted!

Anyway, I may be working at the Central Wally World in addition to Movie Gallery. 5.40 an hour isn't cutting it, even though I like the job and the people I work with very much. I have an interview with the personnel manager on Monday. Hopefully it'll go well.

Other than that, not a whole lot to blog about. Well, I take that back. There's plenty to blog about. Britney Spears reproduced! God, please help that child. It's going to be one of the most messed-up kids EVER. At least little Preston Federtrash will be loaded enough to afford therapy down the line. A lot of these celebrity kids will be due to the fact that their mothers mainly wanted them as an accessory, which makes me want to vomit. Money buys a lot of things, but apparently it can't buy discretion.

Karen hasn't emailed me back. Maybe she's not back from her honeymoon. Long-ass honeymoon. They got married on August 27th. Anyway, I'd be OK if I never spoke to her again. Still, that closure would be nice.

I'm ready to graduate and see where the Air Force is gonna send us. Overseas is mandatory at least once during Alicia's run, and she said a lot of times they do that first. Overseas is fine as long as it's not Iraq or Afghanistan. Even so, she's gonna be doing comm, so she should be relatively safe.

It's been said many times before, but U2's "The Joshua Tree" is one of the best albums ever made.

Seems like my blog entries have deteriorated into random thoughts. I'll end this one here before too many come flowing like the New Orleans levee waters. Ohhhhh...too soon?