i'm dying. i have the plague. i went to be early, i was feeling good... now, i'm not. at all. it's like the flu i got back when i was gonna go to spiderman with erin. i feel soooo sick. blaah.


maybe it'll go away and i'll be better tomorrow. but i don't know. i reeeeally hope so. i'm talking to dusty... if he says anything really funny, and i start laughing... i swear to god i'll throw up. that's how yucky i feel.


i don't have any interesting news.. or anything. i worked today. i felt reallly sick. but not sick like i feel now. sick like... i hadn't eaten enough sick. then i had some rice and chicken. then i had some ice cream...ugh, i don't want to talk about what i've eaten. eeew.


i need more hours at work. i need money *sniffle* i need a different job. i'm serious about it now. i've always been like "i hate panera, i wanna quit" but... but... luke y. put in his two weeks notice a few days ago... and... angela's gone... and jessica's leaving, and today was kristen's last day... ash is gone... *sigh* i need a job before i quit though. tomorrow i will actively begin looking. well, technicallly today. but... i will not stay at panera any longer when all the people i love are quitting, and... everything's such a joke. i mean... really, jenny's worked there for olike, 2 and a half years, and makes 17 cents more than i do. i've worked there for a year, and i make 5 cents more than someone just starting. bah. BAH! i quit, i really do. my dad knows like... a zillion people. i bet he can help me think of somewhere i can work.... somewhere that is clean. where, i can go to work, and come home clean. as opposed to ... going to work and coming home COVERED in coffee, and sauces, and salad dressing... yuck. *sniffle* i'll miss pantera... but... i need something else.


dusty says he's gonna start a blog! *is excited*