Sunday, November 13
Goddamn, what a fucking tiring day at work. Had to come in at 9:00AM for a store meeting, which was an hour. My flex shift was on at 11:00 so I had an hour to go lolligagging across the plaza. The thing is, only about two of the stores were open out of the fifteen-or-so stores in all. So no lolligagging.

I gained weight over the past week so yesterday I told myself to eat better today (it was supposed to be yesterday that I ate better, but then my mom made me order Pizza Hut). Since she doesn't trust me working four stores down from a Starbucks, she bought some McDonald's for me to eat for lunch later on. (She has this thing that I'm not allowed to drink caffeine, man.) And to my surpise [and pleasure], at work, somebody bought in two boxes of Munchkins and a carton of orange juice. Guess who had the most, and the last, donut. The orange juice didn't really make sense because the donuts cancel it out, making it taste sour.

Instead of walking across the road to the porn shop during my hour-long break, I sat down and ate my McDonald's. Didn't taste as great because I wasn't as hungry (thanks, Donut Person, whoever you are). But I ate it anyway because it would've stunk up my handbag if I left it in there long enough.

Yeah, there's a porn shop across the road from my job. More like diagonally across. You could barely see it due to lots of cars and lots of trees, being that the plaza is along a major route. The store's called Cupid's Treasures: Erotic Toys blah blah blah I forgot the rest of the name. It's been there ever since I could remember and the windowless, small building is painted purple, and the door is always open; but too far for me to see anything in it. There's always about two or three lonely cars parked far away from each other in the crappy parking lot, rarely ever any more than that number. Makes me curious. I am making it my goal to someday go in there and see how "playful" that store is. Fuck Pier 1's goal of $8000 a day, Christina has to go check out that porn shop across the street.

The reason I couldn't get there was because there's this barrier in the middle of the road separating the two lanes. I'm not going to make myself look like an ass and dash across the busy roadd and try to climb it, even if it's only about four feet tall. Well I'd still look like an ass walking into a porn shop in broad daylight, but trying to jump over a cement barrier on Route 10? Please, have some dignity.

Usually when I work for too long, I end up smelling like fifty different kinds of candle scents. Today I don't, and instead I'm tortured of having cheesy happy music rotating in my head. Exactly like it does in the CD player that is heard all over Pier 1 Imports.

Greta has spared me boredom.


Ten Things That Make Me Happy

1. Scoffing at people who like Poison
2. Denis Leary
3. When I'm not chunky
4. The last dancing scene in Footloose
5. Whenever the topic of "Chuck Norris" comes up in conversation
6. When people wash their hands after using the toilet in a public bathroom
7. Beef jerky
8. Muscle cars
9. Blue jeans that make me have at least part of an ass
10. Krunk

I tag prices on dining accessories.


Christina N. @ 4:50 PM