aquasilvercj's Diaryland Diary
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When I start thinking, my back hurts.
Derek: "Dan, please call 501, Dan, 501, please. Thank you."
intercom: >beep< "Hello?" >click<
Dan: >laughs in the distance<
Fun times at work. w0rk. Closed the back today, which was a welcome break from the front. The past seven days I've worked, it's always been closing, and although the atmosphere is much more fun (albeit dull at times) there's more to do, in my opinion. Or, less to do, if you want to look at it that way.
We sold maybe seven of the stupidest bicycles I've ever seen in my life. They look like motorcycles, but they suck to ride on (which I did in the back). Uncomfortable and awkward. And stupid. Did I mention that? And they were $150 each! What in the god?! ...oh well, I guess people'll buy anything.
I rowed with RRC yesterday for the first time in almost a year! It was an okay time, I guess. No sleep the night before, no food except dairy (lactic acid: bad), and inappropriate attire. Bah. I didn't do too badly, although my timing on the race pieces was off, probably due to my lack of strength. Besides that, it felt like I'd never left, which was actually nice. I was 5, and Riss was 6! So I got to talk at her the entire time. Hooray =) Downside: 4 blisters. Ouchie. And:
I'm incredibly sore.
And Yoda is supafly.
10:27 p.m. - July 11, 2004
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