So, apparently I fail at life.

I started my first day of work at Nordstrom's. It was...well it was what it was. I'm glad I'm not going to be there for long. Of course I had the worst cramps on the planet all through training. Wouldn't be fair if my body didn't fuck me over some how.

Also, I am completely broke. Yes, I have exactly ten dollars to my name. Between them my parents owe me $550 dollars. Unfortunately both of them happen to be in states that are not California. Furthermore, I'm a little shaky on how I'm going to get to work because I am out of gas, and with gas being as expensive as it is. Fuck. I'll figure it out I guess.

Only I hate my mother. I really really hate her.