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P to the Izzo

2005-02-01::11:25 a.m.

Hey y'all,

So, I guess I have been taking too long between updates, because today when I logged on, my diary had been deleted. However, this seems to be a common problem, and it was fixed pronto.

So, Thursday is my birthday. I am going to be fucking 25, can you believe that shit? I cannot. I act like I am 12. Evidence of this, today I downloaded new wallpapers for my desktop, including a "Mean Girls" layout, and a "Legally Blonde II" spread. Ugly, I know.

I don't have the card with me, but JAlsup came up with some excellent birthday themes for me. I will update later with the specs.

Ugh, so I started a new job yesterday. Someone, please shoot me. I am now the proud employee of, (drums, please), fucking Meijer One Hour Photo! You know I am going to get all creepy and Robin Williams on their asses! Really though, this is about the most pathetic job I could have. I make 6, count 'em, 6, whole dollars an hour!!! Fuck yeah!!! What is the deal? My boss, P to the Izzo, is crazy. Every other word is shit, and she feels like it is necessary to cut down the mildly retarded woman we work with in front of me. Really though, sharpen my straight razor, I hate my life.

Okay, I am audi- Steve will not let me type in peace.

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