Been Gone for a Month

Been gone for a month, working and slacking off and such.

The jobs going pretty well, I still have it by the way. It's gotten more interesting to be honest. The first day SUCKED, so bad I cannot even put into words. I was absolutely miserable. But after that, I slowly started getting the hang of it.

Basically, my job is to slice open boxes, and sort them (and the shit inside them) as fast as possible, while keeping track of how many boxes I've opened. At first, I couldn't remember more than 20 before losing count. Now I can easily get to 300 or so without losing count. I still make a tally every 100 or so, just in case. But I haven't needed it yet. I also have to put lamps together, sort luggage, put a numerical code on friggin' everything, work with shoes and bags, and do all of it at the same time without making any mistakes. So basically, I specialize in doing everything, while everyone else specializes in doing one thing.

It's not as easy as it sounds though, my boss is a crazy fast worker, so I have to work hard to keep up with her. But most of the time I do it, so in that respect I'm doing good. I know, sounds boring. But believe it or not, the day normally goes by pretty fast. Occasionally, if I'm looking at the clock too often, the days drags on forever. I've made it a habit to not wonder what time it is, and I try not to even GLANCE at the clock.

Uhm, still getting fucked up when I can. JWH, the compound in Spice got banned, so my friends and I switched to something else. I cannot for the life of me remember what it's called, but it gets me high, so I don't really care.

Not much else going on in my life.

Oh, my great grandma told my grandpa she was going to stab him in the face with a fork last night during dinner. Someone's getting senile.

So yeah, may or may not post tomorrow. Doesn't really matter, it's not as if anyone reads this.