So, my car died about three weeks ago. Let me tell you, its been great. It's going to cost 1700 to fix(yay!) and still won't be back till like next tuesday. So, I'm having to do my job with, now brace yourself I'm about to become irrestiable, my mom. I know, how hot does that make me?

Alright, since I'm sure you're all waiting with baited breath for updates about my job, the ever exciting life of a paper boy, (*sarcasm off*) Here is a run down: It's getting easier. I'm getting done before six so far and I think I can continue that trend even though, starting tomorrow till sunday I have extra papers to deliver. I really only hate my job before I have to go in. At about 12 or so I get like, "Man.. I hate this!" feeling. But once I'm into it I'm fine.

Other thoughts before I flip through my complimentery paper(read: look at the comics), eat a tangerine, and go to bed: I think I may have killed a fuzzy little animal tonight. I was heading to my route and then bam! Right in my light was a fuzzy thing. I winced and sorta maybe felt a bump and then saw something laying there in my rearview. I feel kinda icky too. I mean it was an accident, but honestly, I think its the first thing I've like ever killed, killed, aside from bugs. It kinda freaks me out and I hope I don't do it again for a bit.

Also, unrealated in any way, ever time I hear the song "Turbo Lover" by Judas Priest, well, the only thing I can think of is, how did anyone not know Rob Halford is gay?! I mean, it is so freakin' obvious! Oh well, off to bed by land for dis Panda.

Man, I've been active on here lately.. But, to be fair, lotta stuff has been happening. So. I worked my new job last night. Let me tell you, I was wrong. It's not easy work. But it's ok, cause I'll be able to get used to it, and hell, it's temporary. So, here is to a new begining.

So, with little more then an hour until I head to my new job, I'm pretty damned excited. I mean, not being able to get drunk late at night with my friends won't be so great, but, hell, I'll be making some money doing easy work. So, here is to that!

I've got a job. I've got a job. I've got a job, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Well, things are looking up. For a bit there I was wondering if I was ever going to get another job. Bunch-A-Books let me go right at Thanksgiving and the search has been futile till now. First I got a pretty hefty tax return, 600 bucks hell yeah, like two weeks ago. And now it looks like I'm going to be.. drum roll please.. a paper boy! Yeah, I know, not exciting, but its close, the distribution center is less then 10 minutes away, the rout is right by by house. Its 3 hours for about 190 or so a week. And on top of that, I thinking I'm going to go to bar tending school. So, hey, hey, things are going my way. Now if I could just get over this sinus infection.

First entry, Yep, been meaning to do this awhile.

So, yesterday at my place of employee, which for the sake of conversation we shall call Bunch-A-Books, this beautiful irish woman comes in. She had the greastest accent ever and I was so close to being all like, can you just stay here and talk? I don't care about what, just talk.