My mommy woke me up early to go to Tita Dory so she can fix my hair. ("Tita" just means an auntie who's not biologically related; no English translation for it.) She trimmed a couple of inches off and gave me blond highlights. Surprise. I haven't had blond streaks in years.
I was supposed to finally hang out with TJ before leaving tomorrow, but he got sick.
My mommy was supposed to work tonight, but she called in sick to help me pack. Cockblock. I guess I won't have the house to myself to exract the database. I didn't even get to Sabrina yet. I guess that bartender chick Paula will be the last 1 I busted a #3 to for the next month-and-a-half. My family's house in the Philippines is a full house. No one's ever alone.
Walked around Red Robin. I missed Jazz. I forgot that I noticed a pattern as of last week that she doesn't stay until closing anymore. Blue balls! Danielle at Hot Topic (who holds me over whenever Jazz isn't around) wasn't there either. Double blue balls. But at least that chick Georgia tried talking to me again. She's kind of all right. But not even that new Israeli chick selling cosmetics was working. More blue balls. I end the night on "double whammy plus 1" blue balls! This is a bad omen.
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