Work At Target
Well. What can I say. Nothing really. My shit wasn't all too busy, and there weren't many things to do. While I was on my break, Will came in and ended up buying some stuff. When he told me what he was going to do with those things he bought, I thought he was shitten me. Then I spilled my drink all over the table. Then later he bought the stuff and ended up handing my ass to me. Good call Will, thanks for the assist. Regardless of the eventual outcome that came up maybe two hours later, things are still well. All good, not too bad of a result. Better then usual. For once, Will didn't end up gypping me. It cost me two dollars (I jacked Will 50 cents haha), but I guess it was worth it for once. Anyways after work and going to Will's house for a bit, we (along with Nick) headed out to 24 hour fitness for a little workout. Damn it's been a long time since the last real workout. I think I need to make periodic visits out there. But right now, that idea (along with a few others) is in the backseat behind something else...

Damn...2715.1 miles away. How is something like that done? Someone tell me, cuz I don't think I'll be letting that one go for a while.