Well, I was late to Papa John's earlier tonight because I forgot the time while I was at Travis and Emily's easter bash. Combining that with the fact that I didn't work last Sunday when I was scheduled (and I told them I wasn't back until Monday, but oh well) and that apparently I've been too buggy to the managers about wanting to leave early every day, they yelled at me. I got taken off the schedule for tomorrow night. Pooh.
And now it's 1am and I'm not sleepy yet, but I really should go to bed so I'm not late to Saxon. I've been bad about that a lot lately, enough that Margaret and I chatted last week.
I don't mean to be a bad kid...
And now it's 1am and I'm not sleepy yet, but I really should go to bed so I'm not late to Saxon. I've been bad about that a lot lately, enough that Margaret and I chatted last week.
I don't mean to be a bad kid...