Woot.

Okay so...

Me and TOUPS are friends again! THis makes me happy because I was starting to think this was going to be the most lonely summer ever. To commemorate our found again friendship we had a photo shoot. The pictures turned out really good!

In other news, I am getting into the comfortable stage of working at J. Crew. I mean, it's definitely not perfect and I still screw up A LOT but I seem to be getting along with my coworkers pretty well. However, today was most certainly a BAD day. But going to Northpark seemed to fix everything. I bought a friggen awesome straw fedora and an even cooler grey vest. I seem to be putting all the money I earn from J. Crew back into the system. Oh well.

-Otis

Le pire, c'est que personne ne s'en soucie.

So. It's been awhile. I would love to say that I have been too busy to stay in sync with this blog. However, I really have been everything BUT busy. I don't know why I haven't stopped to blog...it probably has something to do with the fact that I have absolutely nothing to blog about. Every year, right before summer, I get so excited! The movie reel in my head shows nothing but moments of happiness and laughter among friends. This hasn't happened.

What I do is simple. I work. This would be an okay situation if my job offered me a decent amount of hours. The worst part of it is that I have these random weeks jam packed full of working...just enough to lull me into a false sense of security of thinking that all my weeks will be like this. Of course, the weeks after are always accompanied with a daunting 8 hours of work.

The lack of work would be fine, if I had something (anything) to do instead.






-- Otis on the move

URGHNESS...I thought that this week was going to be absolutely perfect. 

I thought the clouds would open up and God would be smiling down upon me.

Insteadz. It seems as though this is the most frustrating week of the year.

1. J.Crew. Why must you only give me four hours of work this week? Its just rude. Let me come in on my ON CALL! I mean just give me that. Would it really be that hard? I don't believe it would have been. I swear. If my hours get cut tomorrow on the day that I am ACTUALLY scheduled to work I will have to blow up the entire store with my telekinetic feats of strength. 

2. School. Why must the teachers be so exponentially bitchier on the last week? I mean even the principals are being little beeATCHES. Officially sick of it. Last day is Thursday...BUT i don't go into school until then so its not so bad i guess.

3. Rehearsal. I understand that PCA is out of school and the leaders of our church want to give them as little time to rebel as possible, but I"M still in school. I'm sorry but I can't make it to your 1 o' clock rehearsal because I am still emotionally dealing with being babysat at Frisco High. Pisses me right off...

OTHER THAN THAT...everything is FRIGGIN PEACHY!!!!

Your welcome for the random pictures that have nothing to do with anything.

-Otis