Woke up with yawn it's dawning...

...after being up till 4 in the morning watching Frank play his stupid fucking new game. Anyway, I finally got to sleep and when I woke up (roughly 4-5 hours later) I was rushed into Frank's mother's car and we were driven to his bowling place thingy. The entire time I was contemplating my rant for when I met the bitch who was gonna complain about Frank and Shane's ipods.

Yes no bitch came v.v T'was a true let-down.

So I got a ride back to Medford with Shane, went home, ate something, watched Scrubs, played Guitar Hero, and went to work.

Work was acceptionally boring. The customers seem to have a tendency to walk out convinently just as the one before them is done and leaving so that I might have a slight glimpse of a moment to exhale, only to be shut down. So yeah, I'm back from work, Shane's dead tired and not even signing on AIM appaerently, Frank got kicked off, and Billy's sick. I'm kinda out of people to talk to her. SAVE ME!!!

For some reason I don't feel up to playing Devil May Cry 3. The Devil May Cry games clearly weren't meant to be played this close together as I'm sick of just hacking and shooting my way to an end. I hate puzzles but for the love of god put some strategy into the game.

So I don't know what lies in the store for the rest of night. Let's wait and find out.