So..anyway..here are some exciting pictures from my week.
I'm a Proud member of the JoAnn Saturday Night A-Team. We're real cool. Obviously.
I will officially be out of my teenage years this year... and this is my lunch. Don't Judge.
And this is what I do while I eat my kid lunches. =]
This is what happens to my finger when I work practically 2 weeks straight.
This is my life when I go to school. Luckily I live there less now. Last semester I could have probably been identified as the homeless person that lives in the atrium. Or perhaps just a PCAD student.
This is what my notes at work become while rolling in on my 11th hour of work in one day. But seriously, who comes in and steals just the bolt? And would it concern you that this is not the first time this has happened?
Do we have a cart full of empty bolts? Yes we do. Does anyone steal those? Not at all. Do we find fabric in the store missing its bolt? All the time. Did you just comprehend that logic? I know I didn't.
Have I lost my mind yet?