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Potatos are baking, and I'm home at last. Another day of listening to the walls come down at work, and dealing with odd people. My feet hurt, as do my legs, for all the time spent crouching and walking to and fro in the Romance section today. I battled for a couple hours, trying to fit someone's entire Cassie Edwards collection onto the shelves. That section gets on my nerves because everything is in the same three fonts, with such similar covers and names I can't tell them apart after a time.

Tomorrow, tomorrow the tattoo. It took forever to find the lotion I wanted at the store. I can not wait.