Well, yesterday was my last day at my oh so lovely job at the parking ramp. My mom got all teary-eyed, said it was "the end of an era". My dad also is sad, because he will no longer have the opportunity to buy me lunch two days a week on my break (he worked about a block from the ramp). I, of course, am ecstatic, and can not even imagine the joy of having at least six weeks off of work. My boss actually gave me a $25 gift certificate to Toys R US for the kid and thanked me for working there which both shocked and pleased me. 

If Heather is reading this, she will be pleased to know that I do indeed read her bloggy, but I do not watch the Bachelor, and I can not go along with her theory that brunettes are intrinsically better. Also, I mourn the loss of her slippers while imagining how much they probably do smell.

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