* I PASSED MY TEST! WHOOOOO TITS!
* The Ritzier, out of nowhere, was like "Hi, MFA Mama's voicemail, thanks for giving notice but you don't quit, you're FIRED! Return your uniform or else!" What. The. Fuck. Yes, the same Ritzier that begged me to reconsider quitting. Although THAT manager doesn't work weekends, and this happened on a Saturday, so who the fuck knows. Bottom line: thank goodness for The New Job.
* Today was my first day working there, and it was a double. I am still sick and it may be settling in my chest; I was just happy to finish the day with a voice and having made enough money that hopefully nothing bounces.
* The MFA Minivan has a sick, or maybe a dead. It started fucking up on the way home tonight and never recovered as it has in the past. I am too sick and tired to worry about it tonight; we'll all still be fucked in the morning.
* How are all of YOU?