cimorene

i had nightmares about flying. i mean usually, i have nightmares *in which* i'm flying--flying away from something. this time, flying itself was scary. i was afraid that i was going to fall. jenny and taumas were in a second-story apartment, and the parking lot and grass were full of sprinklers which i got soaked flying over. also, Girl Manager was neighbors with courtney cox-arquette and david arquette, and she took me home to do something for her kid (he's a rilly cute kid btw. but she wouldn't do that) and so they recognized me, and co-opted me in a fabric store to ask for a ride home. i guess we lived in la.

yesterday was my last evah day sacking. last week they hired a whole passel of new sackers. now i got a $0.50 raise, and will be working fewer hours, which for the first week does not quite even out; but everyone thinks i'm fabulous and they seemed to think last thursday i was doing a great job checking; so my hours may go up. i'm friendlier than History Teacher Manager, for sure. i bet i've won ten times more repeat customers than he has. i've had bunches of people say it was a real pleasure to talk to me, and/or they'd "definitely be coming back," and/or they hoped to see me again.

lalala.