I don’t know about you guys, but I am ready for the high heat of summer to end and go back to the usual still kind of hot but cool at nights temps of the end of the year. These last few days of blistering heat make me want to sneak away on my shifts and just hang out in one of those big freezers at the snack bars. Heavily debating spending my next few days by the pool or in the air conditioning and nowhere else.

Well, I accidentally slept for far too many hours last night. I guess this makes up for all those lost hours of sleep from last week that I spent watching Markiplier videos until three or four in the morning. I blame YouTube for distracting me with FNAF 4 when I simply wanted to rewatch one of James Corden’s Broadway karaoke videos. See, this is why I refuse to get Pokémon Go, because I will become addicted within mere seconds and no one will ever see me again. Except perhaps Quinn and Dani, but it isn’t like they have much of a choice there, anyway.

I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve come to the conclusion that there’s absolutely nothing worse than waking up with a headache. I understand one developing as the day goes on, and that’s perfectly fine. What I don’t understand is how someone can manage to form a headache during rest. Isn’t rest and relaxation the best way to cure a headache, and not the cause of it?

I am ashamed of myself that it took me this long to hear about Pokemon Go... But dont worry, Im totally gonna catch up! It was a tough decision between Squirtle or Charmander, but I would rather have a kickass water pokemon then a fire type that ignores me half the time!

The one thing about having three days off in a row is that it makes it a lot harder to want to go back to work afterwards.

The awkward moment when you momentarily forget that you have been permanently prohibited from entering a certain store’s premises and you walk in simply to purchase some food and bandaids and within two minutes you are being escorted right back through those front doors with yet another scolding. Apologies again, Walmart, for knocking down your racks and infuriating your manager in the name of entertainment. Apparently it will never happen again.

THEY’RE ACTUALLY COMING!

Decided to break in my new shoes at the gym today. Not a good idea. Maybe I can convince the powers that be that this Cindy needs to spend the next few days back at the Castle and sitting down for Royal Dining instead of being stationed out in the park. Or maybe that Cinderella lost her shoe again so I don’t have to wear any shoes at all.