My mom and I finished shopping for work clothes today. Well, we tried to. We went to the town center and braved the rain and got a few more things. I just have no shoes. I have plenty of sandals, just no flats or anything. But I cant wear flats because my feet are so messed up. So I need to figure out all of that. I went to Express today, and I usually just ignore that the store even exists. But today we went in just to look, and we had possibly the most annoying sales girl ever. I kept telling her I was looking for clothes for a job in a business setting, and she kept pulling out the sluttiest clothes. And her voice… oh my god it hurt to listen to her. Granted, she was very sweet, but it was really annoying.
I went by the gallery today and picked up my very first commission check. $75. Whoo. Not very much, but it is still exciting to be paid for something I love to do. I worked on packing and everything tonight, since I leave on Sunday afternoon. I already have a flight home for next weekend. Thank god. I am excited to start work, but I am not ready to leave Jacksonville. I feel like my summer will be over.
Tonight Rob and I took part in National Doughnut day by going to Krispy Kreme, as always. We weather tonight was amazing. We drove with the windows down and good music playing. The moon was reflecting perfectly on the river. We sat on Robs back porch, listened to music, wrote in The Book and chucked it back and forth. I began the ngiht with it, and somehow I ended the night with it till in my possession. Not sure how the happened. We came back to my house and watched Charlie Bartlett, and I am still watching it. He has work super in the morning and bailed on me for the rest of it and High School throwback time with some Guitar Hero.
Tomorrow is going to be jam packed with packing and riding bikes to the art market and what not. Last full day at home.
(407): in the event that i am dead, my body is laying in the intersection of ... the pearl in springfield. it was my friend's 21st but i think i'm dead. wearing a black top. like i said, probably dead.
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