Let's see...a little over three weeks and then school starts. Less than a week until Wes is here, I get paid this weekend, and I have a cell phone bill due this weekend, also. But I work this weekend, so I can't deposite my paycheck until Monday. Bummer. I used to work on the non-payday weekends, but then I switched with Nicole for Wes' visit. For which I'm getting very excited. 6 days!

I'm desperately trying to find stuff to decorate my bathroom with in the apartment at Walmart and Kmart, but I'm not having the best of luck. Their supplies seem to be a lot lower than they were last year, but maybe they're waiting until closer to the start of school. Beats me. I'm just gonna wait 'til I get to Spearfish so I don't have to pack more things back home.

Telemarketers are freaks. One just called me today asking for Mom. Told him she was at work. Of course he butchered our last name, then asked how to pronounce it.
I told him, he says, "That's kinda a cool last name, isn't it?"
*mental eyeroll* "Yeah, it is," says I.
"Well, what about Andrew?" he asks.
I didn't understand him 'cause he was talking so loud so I had to hold the phone away from my head to not go deaf. "Who?"
"Big Andrew, is he in?" asks Freaky Telemarketer.
"No, he's at work, too." Duh. Why would someone be home at nine thirty in the morning? (I am, but that's different, damnit.)
"Oh, well that's good. We like that, don't we?" asks the telemarketer, implying that we like the fact that my dad is at work.
Yes, yes we do. Keeps me fed and housed.
"Have a good day!" says the overly-cheery harasser of phones.

On a completely different note, 2 of my friends have drifted apart and aren't speaking to or seeing eachother anymore, and that makes me sad, but maybe it's for the best...I want them both to be happy.


What I'm Listening To: D12 - My Band