18.7.05
[hooollllly shit]
he makes me some damn good sammiches. okay so... best week ever. greatest memories. greatest.... future. i worked fouteen hours today. one fifteen minute break. sweet dough. i love my job. i love my boss. i love being a boss. things are great. i work so much, but it's not bad really. i can't belive i can come home after such a long day with a smile on my face and a fricken sweet sammich and not even die from exhaustion. i want to stay up and be happy. because that's what i am.