Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Last week the temperature inside the bookstore was about 110. Not really. I'm exaggerating, as I am prone to do. But it was hot enough to make me stupid. I couldn't think at all. I definitely had "the dumb" going on. Most of last week. Today, I am tired, but at least it's my own fault. Kind of. I just haven't been sleeping well at all. This week so far, the temperature must be around 50 something. (again, I'm probably exaggerating, but I have GOOSEBUMPS) (OMGZ! You guys! Our coffee bar girl has a box on her desk of some product. The outside says that it's "Justin's Nut Butter". HAHAHAHA) I could die. I slammed my finger in the stapler. It hurts me now. I think I should have a bruise soon. Right under the fingernail. In the NEW stapler. It hasn't even lived on my desk for 2 full days, and I've already harmed myself. We got three new staplers on Friday and it was almost like Christmas. The big heavy duty one? Is teh awesome! (I cha...