|Unending Afterthoughts|| |

So yeah I got a job. It’s an awesome sandwich job that constantly gets 5 stars on Yelp; they have things that I loooooooove that no one else has; the manager is soo cool; I can wear whatever I want; I can work whenever I want; I don’t have to work nights or weekends (yet); AND HE’LL EVEN LET ME DO SOME OF THE BAKING! None of this pretentious “you-need-2-years-of-formal-experience” bullshit. The manager noticed from my resume that I sincerely love food and that I’m a friendly person, and gave me a chance! I’m so excited. 
And I turned in three more resumes today E:

Even though my crank was too loose for me to ride today, I forgot my bike lock, my bag strap broke ON MY SHOULDER with my laptop in it, and I was late to my 2 o’clock class, today has been a great day. Oh and it smells like cat pee in this apartment. And I impulsively bought Ruffles queso and Donas before I got my usual oceanwater—what the hell. And also I’m realizing there’s no way I’ll be able to make it to work on time Friday because I get out of class at 1030 and I’m supposed to be there at 10 30…usually this won’t be a problem, but I have an exam on Friday. Whoops.