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Being a grown up takes time. I got home from working at the art gallery, had food, then went back out to deliver two applications for work. At the first Dollar General, I met an employee I think I'd get along with. There are some things I can't get away with writing in Facebook the same way I probably can here. Things like how I would totally work at the Dollar Tree that has the geek-cute boy who is teaching himself Japanese and plays Minecraft. *wags*

I'm pretty sure he's considerably too young for me....

But it's 8:30 and I'm only now able to get started on school work again. At least I got some good outlining for my presentation done while at the gallery.