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Sooo... I got a job. At Ricki's. They beat The Body Shop to the punch. What can I say? I've a weakness for employee discounts. I start on Monday the 15th. Should be good. I'm stoked, actually. And also, I'm completely broke, so that's a motivator as well. It'll be good to be working. As much as I'd love the Body Shop, I don't think I can handle the stress of 3 jobs, so I shall have to suck it up and accept that I will not be taking home any of the endless free samples...sigh.

In other news, I really like talking to the metrosexual males of the day. It's great fun. I like it when they agree that you should suffer for fashion and comment - without provocation - on your kickass heels ("Wow, those are in such great condition! Where did you get them? Can I see the heel?!"). Sure, I don't think I'd ever date one...someone who spends more time on their hair than me or gets body waxes done on a regular basis is a little unsettling.

A final note, I think it's sad when people who really don't live that far away from each other can't find the time to organize and get together! Seriously, I feel like I've completely lost touch with everyone... weird. I propose a non-cheesy solution to this problem: movie night with extra-cheesy pizza. Mmm, makes ya want to come over now, don't it?