"i'm at the end of my little rope, and i'm swinging back and forth about you..."
listening to people talk about speaking in tongues and 'getting the spirit on them' and how big and important and rich their churches are makes me want to cut. i'm not quite sure why.
when people were trying to convince wede she'd been fired, her ultimate angry insult was, 'you all like people of the same sex! you are all homosexuals!' i was tempted to say, 'and you're a nigger. what's your point?' but decided that the comparison wasn't strong enough.
this job eats my soul.
cap picked me up afterwards and we attempted to go to full metal jacket. traffic was a whoreson poxy bastard, so we didn't get there until five minutes before closing; just enough time for cap to impress the employees and me to discover that they didn't have the size i wanted. so i ordered it and it'll be there next week. when i'll have to figure out how to get there again....
then we went to springfield mall on the theory that there'd be a mr rags there. there wasn't. oh, well. we got foodstuff, and cap impressed the chesapeake employees (well, rather they tried to impress each other, pulling out various bits of weaponry. we verified that hot topic still sucked, and then my sunglasses broke, so i found a new pair. i should invest in a pair of decent sunglasses some time, to see if they last any longer.
got an orange julius. rather unappetizing - tasted like thickened orange juice. i'm doctoring it - stuck it in the freezer for a bit, put some sherbet in it. it's getting there.
i am warm. thusly, i have no shirt.
need to find directions to vitha's tomorrow, and figure out how to get to nell's.
updated the
wishlist.
'n stuff.