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disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.

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2004.12.09 10:10 a.m.

why do they make enrolling in school so much of a pain. student loans too, how ridiculous.
i'm on hold with my school right now. what a bore festival.

it's so soon that i go back.

okay. i think i got most things settled. boy do i feel accomplished. how strange.

i have to go to work again right away here. but at least i only work at one place for a short shift. mm short shift.

yesterday was remarkably fine.
our booster juice got sold! i met the dr. who's buying it and he does seems so nice. i'm really glad for hillary..she was pretty worried. but malcolm (from head office) says the biggest concern would be us walking all over the good dr., but i don't think anyone will.
i do hope he keeps everything the same and that everyone gets raises and parties all night and every day.

so yeah. i worked there a bit with hills and ashley. and it was slow. and so i got off a bit early and did a little bit of christmas shopping (still, i seem capable of only buying small things. wow, i am afraid of commitment).
i also managed to buy myself some more things. such as tiny christmas earings and a pink bath pillow (oh man i love my bathroom at home. it is too gorgeous. no lies. all white and pink and green...i'm going to put up lots of white christmas lights in there when i get home. and bathe every day...).

then i went home very breifly and ate and changed. and talked to my cousin who had just had surgery (she's fine. it seems.) and then i left for work at the b.s. it's weird there. because already i'm helping train the other girls..there's so little regular staff.
i mean, i guess i did work there for a pretty long period of time before, years ago...but still.
and it's weird the thing i do and don't remember.

i have two distinct characters while working at the body shop. i'm overly fond of both of them. i'm practising. you should ask me to show them to you..because it's silly.
they both lie too. whichever i'm being just lies continuously. you know how many stories i've told about my sister to customers? yeah. i don't have a sister. i never lie about the products or policies or anything though, so don't worry.

i get along best with the teenage boys that come in. and middle-aged women.
one character is overly-helpful and sparkly. and the other is so laidback and cynical and detached and...still sympathetic.
both work, that's what's funny.
i wish i weren't good at selling things. it hurts me a little.

i came home and had nothing to do. which was kind of awesome.
except i keep wasting it. ridiculously. i'm dumb.
i just spent most of the evening on this machine.

well..i talked to john for a bit. that was good. we were supposed to have plans for tonight but someone has a steak night to go to. holy gross.
i haven't seen anyone in years. except niki for a little bit the other night.

guys i only work until 3.30 today. it feels like i should do something. something pretty fun.

previously - and then

*oh random entry*

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was Medium? - 2008-01-17
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