went to work last night really fucked up. on accident. but studies show I take more photos while legally on the strongest painkiller and xanax. or it could have been cause my hair was down. There were a few groups of people that wouldn't take a photo unless I was in one with them. (:
The sound guy that took me to find my debit card also let me meet the team cause we were on the court. I liked it because it was like being around 15 Vinny's. Too bad the Jazz are not the Lakers. But anyways I got my hello kitty card back, I mean, who would want to steal that anyways? Only I can pull that one off.
I hate basketball, still. But I really like my job. Basically getting paid to be my obnoxious self.
My only friend at work has never skied or snowboarded. I don't know why we're friends. Oh and I made friends with the snocone kid. Good call on my part...He gets free photos, I get free snocones. I got the better end of the deal.
I. Like. This.
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