It was hot last night, instead of cool like it's
supposed to be. I somehow got in the kind of mood where if the carts
aren't turning or going into each other like I think they should, I
use excess force to make them. It kind of felt good to use my
muscles like that since I usually try to relax as much as possible
while pushing them so I only use the muscles needed (ie, not
clenching the bar when I can push them just as easily with my hands
relaxed). I think it was how busy it was last night, and I
continually told people that they aren't supposed to be coming here
because it's 11 at night and that's when it's supposed to be slower
here so I can enjoy it at night, of course I only said it in my
head.
But the bugs, ugh! They never miss a chance to come and land on
me, flutter for half a second and then leave. It's like, what the
heck, Retard. I found myself wishing my skin was a bug-zapper, but
that wouldn't be enough for the stupid annoying things. I need to
learn the Crucio Curse. Then I'd figure out some way to coat my body
with it and anything that touched me while out there would have the
curse cast upon it. The little things would writhe in pain, feeling
like every nerve was being slowely torn in half long-ways until they
lay there on the hot asphault, void of life. That's what should
happen to the little buggers.
Fred said something cool, though. When I was going home, he
stopped me and I thought for sure he was going to say something
about my tank top, but instead he mentioned how hot it was and that
he'll see what he can do about getting a water cooler with cups up
by the doors for us stockmen. That would be really cool.
I went home and Andrea was on the computer doing dumb stuff, no
doubt, but she was still on when I went to bed at 2.
Oh yeah, I'm selling my car to Randy. He has a license and has
been looking for a car, and if I sell it to him, I'll be helping
both of us out. He said he'd pay me $3,000 for it, but my dad said I
should charge him $2,300, so I made the deal with him. Mine is an '84
Camaro with a 2.8 V6 engine, and what I've been looking at is an '89
Camaro IROC-Z which, is basically the super version. It has the 700r4
transmission that I was trying to save up for, plus a 5.7 V8. It
also has the sunroof, and maybe I can find a convertible since they
started making those versions of Camaros in '89. That would be so
cool!
