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November the Third, of the 2003rd Year - 2:19 p.m
I'd just like to say that, for the most part, I appreciate my job at PJ's (Papa John's), but they're fucked up to be having all these paychecks bounce. They've already screwed up on my second paycheck. Thanks to them, I have over $70 in service charges from the bank to deal with. Believe you me, they'll be paying for it.

Pepperoni-ing bastards... Yes, at my job, "pepperoni" is a verb.

It's been awhile since I checked this bit of trivia: Anna and I have officially been together, as of today, for 230 days. Astounding that it's been that long.

November the Third, of the 2003rd Year - 9:01 a.m.
Mom's presently lecturing me about the potential threat of being drafted, in the near future. Yet another plot to... strongly encourage me to go to college. Yippee.

Soon, very soon, I need to go to PJ's to work (supposedly). I apparently printed out my schedule for two weeks ahead of time, so I'm just kinda guessing what my schedule for today is.

November the Second, of the 2003rd Year - 10:54 p.m.
...And so I begin anew. Much has changed... Very much, indeed.
I've greatly missed keeping up with my blog. It was once a significant part of my routine life... It's pretty much been since I discovered Anna, and found a job that I've been so preoccupied that it's been difficult to keep up with my writings. It's ironic, too, because a lot of the stuff I've done since I stopped writing has certainly been worth recording. I'd fill hundreds of pages about what I've experienced, if I could even begin to clearly reflect upon it all... but that's a task I usually find difficult. Perhaps it'll appear in my entries, bit by bit. At any rate, I hope to be able to keep this updated. I've been in need of a literary outlet, for some time.