In case anyone was wondering...

So I don't even know if anyone reads this anymore because everyone seems to have fallen off the face of the earth but OH WELL I can just talk to myself.

So anyway I quit Sophie's. It wasn't going hot. At ALL. I wasn't being paid for my training (so that was what...10+ hours of free labor? and that annoys me.), he seemed to ALWAYS have a bad taste for me (i'm going too slow (ON MY FIRST DAY), or i'm not smiling enough, i'm too clumsy (I don't blame him, I nearly broke the receipt machine and dropped the phone countless times with my leg)) and I just seemed to do everything wrong. So...I tried. On Saturday, I was in for 2 hours of 'training', which consisted of me following the waitress around and watching because SHE WOULDN'T LET ME DO ANYTHING...so Mr. Sophie's came up to me and pretty much said that this isn't the job for me. So I just said okay, left, tried not to cry (i'm too sensitive...) and later called and said that I quit. So. Oh well. I'll try something else.

BILLY MAYES IS DEAD. DEAD. DEAD. For those superstitious people that believe that famous people die in 3's (Farah whatever, MJ and now Billy Mayes) IT'S JUST A COINCIDENCE. Shup it. And if you don't shup it, why don't you just fill in those cracks that might just break your mother's back, loser.

Anyone have any sleeping...techniques (for lack of words)? I've been having the WORST time falling asleep for a few days and at the moment I'm living on 6 hours every night and it's sucky.

~j