Christ, I'm listening to Metallica. 2012 IS coming. :\

Update? What update? Seven days til school starts back up. Lovely, happy days now that Jewfro Samurai's off the map, right? Right? Riiiight?

Buzzzz. Wrong~

Bah. The summer went by way too fast. And how do I spend the seventh to last day of summer vacation? Curled up in a freezing-cold library with a computer running out of time and a Red Bull. Good for maybe the TWENTY-seventh to last day of break, but definitely not the seventh.

What do I do when I don't have any monies and all (well, most) of my friends are back in school already?

This is what I do:

ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

Besides hunt for part-time jobs anywhere I possibly can. Hollywood Video doesn't like me, apparently. I assume Bel Air doesn't either. Don't want to work on Rush River anyway, Tori's douchebag ex works the checkout line and that would surely lead to awkward moments and glaring contests -- just like summer school, only swap one Douchebo Baggins for another! Next, Zaryn pulls up with the Bitch Incarnate and buys all the Red Bull! AAAAIIIIEEEEEEE!!!

Well, there's always the local McCrack Shack for jobs, or that new Kentucky Fried Entrails on Florin. But maybe I have enough self-worth to stay away from any job that requires white-hot grease. A job at Baskin-Robbins beckons to my inner child... then again, that same inner child has a bit of an addiction to anything with the word SUGAR in the ingredients list (don't we all). Who knows what boring fast food slave labor I'll end up doing for my afterschool hours, either sweating or freezing over a cash register watching pigs become... piggier.

Fun.