Anyways, I spent the night at Lauren's last night...her dad had an office party (boring as it turned out) but everyone did get a kick out of Dugan's pajamas...lol. When I came home, one of the cats (most likely Georgia) had knocked two very old snowglobes off of the curio...both were from the San Francisco Music Co, which is now gone....and anything left is quite expensive. Oops! That's what cats do though...climb.

I go to work in 10 minutes and work 'til close. Tomorrow I work 10-4 and Monday I work 4-close (bar). I can't wait to be done there... REALLY.

When I'm done there, that means I go back to Orlando. That means the following:

1) Mrrr...Eric..who I won't see until August 11th in Boston. :(....
2) Not being on this damned island. Can someone PLEASE vote me off of the island?
3) Not having to alert everyone in the world to let them know I"m going up the road
4) Not living with crazed animals (No, I'm not talking about the dogs, cats & guinea pigs)
5) I won't have a roomate that's a rastafarian! w00t!

Gotta jet guys!

xoxo,
~Mags~