I’m Going to be a ‘Different’ Sales Clerk, But ‘Different’ in a Good Way
There’s so much I want to blog about, but knowing that a lot of my offline friends read this, I’m going to resist. I haven’t written in my regular journal since November of last year–when my muscle disorder problems started up again. Now, that I can actually write for a longer period of time, I want to get a new journal… I’ve had my old one since January 2004. There’s a nice ‘Traveler’s Journal’ at Barnes & Noble, and I do have my B&N members discount…
I was talking with a friend, and what is it with guys and skinny jeans?! There’s a clerk at our local Hot Topic who’s the poster child for emo dress, and it seems everytime I walk into the store, the skinny jeans cleark is there. Really, though, skinny jeans are for the skinny girls with knee-high boots, not for the emo/punk guy. It emotionally disturbes me.
And what is it with me and store clerks… First it’s the creepy Barnes & Noble clerk then it’s the disturbing Hot Topic clerk. What’s next?! An insane sales associate at Target?
My computer is still gone, but I’m coping with the limited use of my dad’s laptop. I can’t work on my site and install as many plugins as I did before, or design new layouts and myspace layouts and icons and pictures… Bentley is also experiencing some problems.
It’s not receiving text messages, and I still can’t connect to the media network. So let’s see: Rachel’s piano has an out of tune F key (which is practically used in all my pieces); Rachel’s computer dies; Rachel’s digital camera randomly shuts off and Bentley is experiencing problems. At Malachi might get a new battery this week, but what exactly is the point in a new battery if my music library is in my deceased computer?
And I’ve just ended my last two paragraphs with a question mark?






