Liam Lynch

is my new favorite dude.

This past week sucked nads, relatively..

Wednesday:
Commencement practice sucked.
It was almost too boring.
I had to pee, but couldn't go.
Then later, they fed us soggy subs.
After that, around 6, I went to my
art show and had a 2 hour long
anxiety attack.
I was a fackin wreck.

Monday was especially suckish.
Working 5-close.
TRH closes at 10 or 11, whichever.
Manager sends my help home at 8.
I'm the only one left on to bus tables.
Cleaned up baby puke after having
everyone freak out about it.
Had every server bitch at me for
not busing their table.
SERIOUSLY?
I just cleaned vomit off the floor,
if you really need your table opened
right this second, you can clean it yourself.

Friday was actually a bit sad, but just a bit.
Last day of high school ever.
I have to say, honestly, I'm going to miss
the 18 or so people in my art class more
than anyone in my senior class at South.
Later at work, they kept me on about an
hour later than needed. I missed a show.
I so hate Texas Roadhouse.


Ska Prom tonight!
I'm psyched, to say the least.