And they say I'm innocent =^.^=
"And here's a monkey plushy, just for you. His name is Bobo. Which, if you rearrange the letters a bit, spells 'boob'... Curse you Lyn, you've thoroughly trapped my mind in the gutter." ~cubecrazymonkey, FFB.

*sports a halo* Result of a psychological test of a thread I put up recently. Mwee hee hee. :3

My car's brights didn't come on for once last night, which either means I found the right switch...or my battery gave out from being constantly drained. >> We'll see.

Oh, the girl I was supposed to train all this week? Well, she's supposed to train a new hostess today and tomorrow. I went straight to management (unfortunately, it wasn't Big Boss, who I should be talking to, because it's his idea), and told them I was flat out in disagreement with this crappy excuse for training they've been trying to hand my trainee. I told them that even she doesn't feel she's getting proper training. Management apologized, said his hands were tied, and that he'd try to talk to B.B. Which means I know I'm going to get into trouble somewhere along the way, but you know what? Bring it on. My store needs help in a very bad way.

Beh, I'm so sick of talking about that place. << But I can only wait for the results of yesterday's interview. Beh again. Seems like life is taking its sweet little time to get where I want it to be.

Life is good, though! Every day is a step closer to where I want to be, and I hope it is the same for you. So keep stepping forward.