Ugh... I'm going to sue someone if I get cancer. Anyways, that's what it says on the Tarn-X bottle of which I'm using to work on those stupid parts I'm cleaning. Damn smelly cancerous crap! ::sighs:: So I decided I'd only do two boxes a day... which is 60 of them... which would mean I get 7 bucks for every 60 I do... Hopefully I do enough of them to actually make some money. But I won't get anything from dad until after he gets paid, and who knows when that'll happen. O.o...
Anyways I went to the store with my mum. I wish I hadn't but there's nothing to change that now. We waited forever in the bottle return for someone to fix the damn printer on the thing so we could get a receipt... then they had waited too long so he had to go get ours for us from another computer. I hate people! Then they didn't have any pocky. Sons of bitches!!! Get my fucking pocky already! If one Meijers has it, others should too!
Anyways, due to lack of sleep I feel like shit. I wish I would've just said fuck it and slept in. But no, had to get up and go. O.o. I doubt I'll be going to the store early in the morning for quite some time to come. So plans for today, a nap, a shower, rest of CSI, and more of the smelly cancerous crap... Yeech...
And you know, all the smelly cancerous crap was all for naught! The parts my dad and I cleaned were re-dirtied when they were sent out of the US to be put into the boards. So if I got cancer someone's going to be sued… like that damn Larry. Or That Man Over There, maybe even This Man Here. ::evil grin::