my new job

Soundtrack: I Will Follow You into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie
Words: +2097 on yet another project I don't really care about.

Oh my goodness.

Today was my first day of work at a local bookstore. It's possibly the most perfect job I ask for and the day went pretty well. I labeled books, put them on the shelves, stood around awkwardly--you know the drill.

I was wearing a skirt and t-shirt because my boss--wow, how awesome is it to use that word--doesn't allow jeans. My brother was the only one home and thus I demanded he give me advice on what to wear. He did--it just wasn't good advice.

The job is so great, I spent the whole day waiting for someone to jump out and yell, "You just got punk'd!" (I really hate that show).

Anyways, I thought I'd tell all of you that I have yet another--mindless excuse--good reason for not blogging quite so regularly. I am, as of today, officially part of the work force.

Oh my gosh, I hope I didn't jinx it.

Love,
Erika