I REALLY WANT TO GO TO BRITNEY SPEARS!

I really need my coworkers to step up and cover for me... I'm getting kinda sad. I'm a huge fan, and I don't want to buy tickets if I have to work. I got my praying pants on!

My blog virginity has been taken... or does Xanga count?

For the record, this isn't a copy cat pharmacy blog. I just happen to work in a pharmacy, so I may vent about it... vent? I don't really know if that's a good word. More like bitch about it. Yeah, that sounds about right. I seriously have trouble getting out of bed most days so I can get yelled at by angry old people with high blood pressure, but there is more to my life than that. Or I hope so, at least. We will see. Most likely, this will turn into an "I hate my job but I'm too lazy and/or scared to get a new one" type of thing. I know you can't wait.


Baha. It's cute that I actually think somebody's reading this.