Monday, Nov. 29, 2004
Beating the system, one mother of a pill at a time
This morning I woke up with a smile on my face and the faintest hint of tobacco on my tongue. Although, I haven't had a cigarette in ages, all day I've had the smell surround me and couldn't figure out why. (Hell, I can't even spell cigarette! What's wrong with me today!) I think that someone I hang out with (I have a particular person in mind, and trust me, if it were one of you that read my Dland or LJ I'd ask you flat out) smokes and doesn't cover it up all that well.
I had a job interview at The Tan Co. today. I went in and told them that I couldn't work there, and had no clue why they had even called me back for an interview. Apparently, you have to be 18 to work a tanning bed (and I only applied as a joke! Me working with tall, leggy, pale blondes? pah!) which I see as a good thing. They told me that there was a filing mistake, and that's why I was called back. And why couldn't they have told me this before I trekked out to Edwardsville? Jeeze!
Also: watched Super Size Me tonight. Am now scared shitless of junkfood, sugars, fast food, carbohydrates, and most of all McDonalds. That movie made me feel sick to my stomach, disgusted, and intriguingly happy all at once. Weird. As a result, don't be surprised if I don't eat anything other than carrot sticks for a few days.
theparisian at 10:34 p.m.