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Why people read, I do not know. I've been quite busy lately. I started working two weeks ago, and that's been taking up about 4 hours of my day. It's not so horrible there, I have a really nice co-worker who's kinda been training me on how to do everything. I sit there tagging the close, making generalizations about the customers. The bad things about it are, for one, getting clothes with nasty stains on them. Like I swear one man's pants had SHIT on them. And I hafta inspect them and everything...*shudders* gross. Then the back is realllllllly hot. It's hotter than being outdoors in Texas, which is pretty damn hot. Last week I thought VBS at my church, just kinda taking the kiddies around to all their activities, letting them climb all over me, etc. That was kinda nice. I did the morning skit everyday for them, tought them the sign language to "peace like a river"...Did you know that I went to church? I don't really seem like a churchy kinda girl, but I do go. This week and last I've been meeting some new people. They've been really cool. I'm not all that social lately, so it's been nice to meet people who are nice at me and actually get my jokes...they're coming over today. This diary boggles my mind. I honestly have no clue why anyone comes, but aparently, people are reading...strange isn't it? I really only ramble in here. I used to be creative and actually write poems, short stories, monologues..things like that, but I haven't the time or energy anymore. The interesting stuff is at my *other diaries* *grins wickedly.* But nevermind that. -SnubReality Or just escaping reality alltogether.
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