like a junky needs junk

(...) is how I need internet like. Good lord. And thank the gods of useless addictions, it's back. Like Rampthnor, the god of string-cheese addiction. He's a powerful one, yes.



Anyway, went to a show friday, Elephants, freaking good time. Awkwardness with a male associate. Getting used to it. Yesterday work was great, we're in the middle of inventory and doing actual work was impossible because things needing to get counted can't be shelved, so yes, full day of standing around, talking, doing whatever. We'll see if today measures up, which it can't, though I can't help but be optimistic.