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SO, this good mood has majorly surpassed its life expectancy, it’s pretty bizarre.  I mean generally speaking my life always sucks kind of, but usually this general suckage is compounded with INWARD turmoil and anxiety as well.  But recently, inwardly, I have been feeling all mellow and happy it’s just bizarre.  But nice, too, I suppose.

This weekend was laaaaame for the most part because I worked a lot, but Friday was fun.  The film festival was like, enjoyable as always, and afterwards Miriah threw a like not-gigantic-but-still-extremely-fun surprise party in honor of my birrruthday.  It was really nice.

Oh lord so Panera continues to be like MY FAVORITE PLACE ON EARTH (with the exception, of course, of the dentist office, Spanish class, and the way back corner seat of The Van where everyone gets carsick and pukes).  Seriously, I just have been loving that place.  Work this weekend was particularly FANTASTIC because our store is still programmed for wintertime, so the heat has been on FULL BLAST and the entire bakery-cafe is a sweltering, muggy sauna!!!  But does that deter people from coming?  No!  Apparently ordering vats of broccoli cheddar soup in an 80 degree store is their life’s dream come true!  And in case it isn’t enough that I am being forced to work in like the seventh level of HELL, we just got a truckload of totally new and incompetent employees.  And the newest one, Rob (I don’t even care that I’m saying his name, I hope he reads this somehow and realizes how much I hate him) told me today that I was a BITCH (thereby not only becoming the newest employee at Panera, but also the newest name on Juliana Coppa’s “People I Barely Know But Still Loathe With All My Being” list).  I mean, how dare he?  All I did was like tell this kid that I didn’t care about all this weird science fiction trivia he was spouting out at me, which like isn’t even MEAN.  Does he even realize what a good fucking mood I’ve been in?  My bitch switch wasn’t even FLIPPED tonight, Robert.  You have no idea.  Noooooooooo idea.

Ahem anyway.  I think that recently I have talked about Panera too much on here.  It’s probably getting tiresome.  The good news, though, is that once I turn 18 (two days my friends! two. days.)  I might be moving onward and upward from my employment from Panera, meaning that I am going to QUIT and shake the dust from my heels and head off in search of a higher-paying job.  Well…. I should actually probably locate this mythical higher-paying job BEFORE I quit, otherwise I may just be up shit creek with no paddle.  But at any rate I am exploring my options, and at the top of my possible Option List is BLOCKBUSTER!  How sweet would that be to spend some q-time with my favorite movie store during it’s final days as a functioning business???  That’s only like, my DREAM JOB.  I wonder if they are hiring.  I wonder, too, if I need to pass some kind of a “How Obsessed Are You With Movies?” test to become employed there.  Because the blockbuster guys know their shit.  I mean I have my own wealth of movie trivia (although it is nowhere NEAR my gargantuan wealth of ARTHUR trivia but whatever) but I feel that I don’t know enough to qualify me for like Official Movie Nerd status.  So mayhaps I should read up before they throw some kind of sudden death movie quiz at me.

Although I feel like that is a totally random and unlikely requirement for employment, and my speculations are probably completely unfounded.

So I’m headed to disney world this week for the senior trip.  I’ve never been there before.  I’m not like majorly excited, mostly because I haven’t really been thinking about it.  But I feel that perhaps I should START thinking about it, especially because I need to like purchase some flip flops because upon review of the shoe basket in my room, my stash of like 80 flip flops has somehow gotten lost in the shuffle. (NO PUN INTENDED!)  And also I need to like triple-wash all of my clothing because they’re having drug dogs sniff our bags and like….we all know with the pungent aroma of illegal fumes that constantly clings to me, I could be in some big trubz.  But anyway with the birthday, and then the approach of this potentially extremely fun trip, this week is not looking too terrible.  I’m a little stoked for it actually. 

Oh my god so London got kicked off of ANTM.  A little piece of me has died and will never be restored. Tyra doesn’t know what she’s talking about, girl.  Stay strong.

LOL so I recently heard some HILARIOUS NEWS.  I am still trying to wrap my head around it it’s just riidonnkulous.  Seriously, if I told you, you wouldn’t even believe me.  It’s just the randomest thing.  I also recently heard some not random OR hilarious news, which was also pretty ridiculous, but in a different way.  But who even cares about that news anyway.

Oh hey so I’m currently part of this brand new and exciting initiative called JULE IS NEVER EATING AGAIN.  Seriously oh my GOD.  If I could like choose a song to describe my life right now, it would be freaking “I Am the Walrus”.  Le.git.  (The standard song that describes my life is “Rondo a la Turque” by Mozart, and also fairly often ”I Hate Everyone” by Get Set Go)  I went running like 14 times this weekend (not really. but a few) and like, it is time for me to snap out of my lazybear winter hibernation.  I mean, Ruby (my stomach) and I have always been on great terms and I love her to death.  But she is just getting out of control.

Siiiighhhhh the things I talk about on here.  And I wonder why this poor blog is taking such a rapid decline.

Anyway I have this like extraordinarily hefty gov packet to work on, so I should get to that before I like pass out from the tiredness-toll that this harrowing day has taken on me.  Perhaps I’ll write again before this grand adventure to Florida, but probably not.  So arrividerci I hope you don’t die of depressive withdrawal.

PEACE.

P.S. For those of you completely appalled by the title of this post, I wasn’t trying to poetically and meaningfully quote that dumb song, I just couldn’t think of a title, and that line like APPLIED to me right now, you know?

–EDIT!–
The word “majorly” isn’t a fucking word.  WHAT THE HECK???????????????????????????????? I now have to go like rethink my entire life.  If you review like every entry on this stinking blog, I use that word.  And it doesn’t even exist.  Holy. Shit.