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Lots of awws and ahhs today. I watched the final Friends yesterday (although I don’t normally) and in typical fashion it was all very sweet. I knew what was going to happen anyway but the jokes were good enough. I also finally got around to watching the two ERs I taped although I still have one CSI and one and a half Dawson’s to watch. Yes, again, I’m sad but let me get to the point already
( A round of applause, please )
Oh well. Ooh, Miami’s on tonight. HoCaine and the SoJ (Sunglasses of Justice) will return once more. I love that my computer just spell checked ‘HoCaine’ as cocaine. Pure genius.
I am absolutely knackered. I just worked my weekly four hour shift at the store – and yes, I know that four hours isn’t all that long but I hate it with a passion. It’ll have been a year, soon, since I started. Dear god, that’s what, (52 x 4) + extras = 208+ hours of my life that I want back. This morning, I saw the clock. It said 6.25 so I was like, cool, I’ll get up in five. So I rolled over and fell asleep again. I woke up at 7.22 and had eight minutes to get ready and leave the house. I’m so stupid. Also, I have to go to work tomorrow morning because we’re short of staff and we’re doing the stock take. Naturally, Dad needs me to run the till. Which I don’t really mind except for the fact that I hate it. Hate.
But Meisha, console thyself…HoCaine bitching awaits!
(Oh, new icons to post soon).
