the Third, of the 2003rd Year - 2:19 p.m
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.
the Third, of the 2003rd Year - 9:01 a.m.
bastards... Yes, at my job, "pepperoni" is a verb.
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
presently lecturing me about the potential threat of being drafted, in
the near future. Yet another plot to... strongly encourage me to go to
the Second, of the 2003rd Year - 10:54 p.m.
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.
so I begin anew. Much has changed... Very much, indeed.
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