for your eyes only, love.

I really really really want to go thrift shopping. Shopping in general, really. I’m so desperate. But I’m holding out for the end of August. And then I shall spend like never before. It’s all part of the plan. But it really is hard to not shop. Particularly when I’m surrounded by all this material goodness on my break. It’s hard. So hard. But I’m really excited for longer shifts, oh man. It’s gonna be great. I’ll be so loaded. I’m completely happy that I’ll see major figures on my pay stub. Oh man. Why does everyone go to camp or whatever? I am so lonely, gawd.

But tomorrow I’ll be chillin’ like a villain with Winnie and a man, duh. They is good people.

STAMPEDE. I’m excited. Zoe, Bri, and hopefully Erin, and who ever else wants to come, really. We’ll shall pig out. Or, Zoe and I will pig out while Bri and Erin look on in disgust. Hahaha. You guys should really join the greasefest. I’ve been saving calories for this.