Bubbles bubbles

Due to a fault in my terse notes and the superfluity of Andrews in the workplace, I managed to work not one shift but two yesterday, meaning twelve hours of solid Carmike fun. I did rejoice, however, in the face that the minimum wage increase was effective starting July 1, meaning that yesterday I went up almost a full dollar in pay. Score! Transformers comes out tonight at 8:00 and as nerdy as I am, I do not want to have to handle that sold-out crowd.

Apparently, Ashley down the hall has an infestation of cockroaches in her room and so now I am paranoid like a freak about mysterious shadows and spots on the floor. Ew, ew. She has the campus bug-killers spraying in her room soon so she left a little note on her door about how she has a fish and would they bear that in mind, please? I don't think Fish is going to last. Perhaps the cockroaches will eat him first.

I wish I could write more but I am pressed for time. There was an SCA social earlier this evening that I almost didn't go to but am glad I did. Why? Well...


Bubbles. Need I say more? I have the interests of a seven-year-old.