It has been forever. I spared you all the intricate details of my somewhat mundane life, thus rendering you free to languishly indulge in the pleasures of someone else's. Intriguing!
Let me do a small recap!

Wednesday:
Stayed home as usual most of the day. By noon decided to go for work orientation, called taxi and he stopped over at home to take me and bring me back. Very nice of him. Orientation went good, girl doing the orientation---who's job I would much rather have---was pleasant and sophisticated, and she offered me a job with a better pay but a more tedious role. I am so not complaining, I felt like kissing her in gratitude. Told to start on Friday. Came home, drank two beers on an empty stomach, rest of family at the theaters, went online for a bit, slept all night.

Thursday:
So much to be said for this day but in order to keep it brief. Did my hair, the red came out well, but the afro is finding it hard to get its groove, did a little trim. Spoke to OGO from LA, it was refreshing, told her about alleged job, she was more excited than I was, and not the least bit cynical about the role i shall play on said job, made me happy too. She said she has paid for my BSB CD, so crossing fingers that the doofus girl (her friend) has paid for it online. Tried to open account, couldn't, documents needed not yet ready. Talked with family, tried to amend ways, wrote up a list of things I should start doing now that I have alleged job, I accepted with gratitude, and took it all in its stride. Nothing before its time. A bit apprehensive about starting alleged job, hope all goes well tomorrow. *crosses fingers*

Friday:
Missed my bus to destination to job, last bus actually, got stranded downtown, begged a taxi or two to assist with conveyance of which full payment would be made later, none agreed, until someone, a dark angel agreed albeit reluctantly. The ride took almost 45 minutes but made it, they didn't even notice that I was late. Orientation at the cash register, said tutor is 19 years old, made me think a little, but shrugged it off when said tutor said she wanted to go to college to study pharmacy, which I have been and I am here, doing alleged crummy job, so there! I have seen the future and I am a living proof that it is a fuck-up while she is in the present, believing in the blinding gleam of the future. Work ended quickly, browsed around mall bored, went to bookstore, read, read, and read. wished I had applied to bookstore instead, nothing beats working at a bookstore. You get to read free stuff!

Saturday:
Worked. I was the only one working at the register this time. It was fun, kept me on my toes, I must have lost like a million bucks on that thing, but who gives a shit! Went home, happy.

Sunday:
Worked too. Was the only one there as well. Was joined briefly by some other girl but she was busy looking good, the crowd was heavy, most of the customers were dissatisfied, tried to appease them but couldn't, had to yell out to manager one too many times, didn't like that. It went well. My family came to pick me, I could tell my nieces were proud seeing me in my humiliating uniform, suddenly it didn't seem that humuliating anymore.

Monday:
Didn't work. Lounged, caught up on laundry.

Tuesday:
Didn't work. Went to Kroger to apply for cashier position. Nothing happened. I am not too hopeful about it, if they wanted me they would have called by now, and they haven't. No one has. Shuold have gone there when I had the time, eg Monday. But I still have crummy alleged job to fall back on.

Dreamt about Craig David, Usher, Nick, and some other nameless familiar faces, I can't put my finger on who they are right now...but they seemed and tasted good.