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trauma-rama

i just returned home from a long and busy day at the store. and guess what i’ve only discovered right this instant?

my fly is undone.

now i’m wondering if i was walking around the whole day like this without someone so much as whispering the notion into my burning ear. if i were back in the fifth grade, there would be definite chagrin to my person. seeing as how it doesn’t really matter at the older but tender age of 18, i zipped the little bugger up without a wince.

as you can also tell, i’ve put up a new layout. with time comes slight evolution in music preferences, i guess, since gorillaz have already far surpassed nsync in of my book of interest and intellect. plus, they’re cartoons. how wild and wacky is that? erm. wacky, i tell ya.

nonsense, nonsense.

i’ve been having good times at work lately — it’s a shocker. my co-workers are the nicest, uppity people i have ever had the pleasure of selling alongside. i need uppity people around me when it comes to retail. otherwise i’d be one bored employee, and that does not look good on any résumé.