i've had my fun and now it's time;

I'm looking for a job I can work from ten at night until perhaps eight in the morning. See how easy that is to explain? If I have to try and force one more online application to understand this, I'm going to start running in circles, screaming. Screaming. I'm used to computers, but I hate computers standing in place of what oughta be genuine human interaction.

I dreamed I dyed my hair purple. Which I can't do with a retail job; but maybe it's about time to change up what I look like. Soon as I get some money, and a few days off in a row from the show, maybe I'll get my tongue pierced.

Yeah, yeah, I know. Ew. Save it.