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Rot Damn.

Ugh, where the F! did these allergies come from? >.< It's stuffing up my head and everything.

So Parker and I worked extra late last night at AE. Manager's back from vacation and was kinda apalled at the state of the store. Apparently Parker & I are trusted to fix such things :) I guess that's good at least; sucks that we hadda have a setback like that during the week of our store's audit.

Yesterday I officially started playing (?) foursquare. Goddamn, I'm just shoring up my life with soul-stealing extraneity. I discoverd that most of Wheaton apparently isn't on foursquare. I kind of wanna explore & conquer. I mean.......conquer.

Oh, so last week! I led a meeting :) It was my first time, and I was kinda freaked out about it, but it went really well :) I chose "insanity in sobriety" for the topic, partly because I'm working the 2nd step (allegedly, at least >.<) and because I've been very aware of my crazy the last few weeks. Got some good shares at that meeting ^.^

Anyway, imma be goddamned late for work if I don't get to hurrying. Later, y'all!

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