The grocery manager has been off on vacation for (entirely too long) nine days. He's back in seven.
I hope I'm still alive to see him back.
It'd be fine if I had a me while I'm being him--but I don't...at all. I did, but every day it seems as if more and more hours have to be cut from the schedule. Add in what seems like most of the store getting relined and I may just go insane.
Blogging has been the absolute last thing on my mind. It's a pity, because I'd really like to tear Vic Toews a new one.
I'm off next Wednesday (until somebody tells me otherwise)--I hope to catch up with y'all then.
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