Over the past week, I've been released from school (which was my entire life) and from my job (note that I was not fired, my contract ran out-I was a resident assistant). Also over the past week, I have discovered that boredom does not suit me. I have been irritable and miserable beyond belief. I have GOT to find a job. Soon. So, if anyone knows of any openings in or around the Alpharetta area....
On a happier (?) note, or maybe just slightly less depressing, I miss my roommate very much. I didn't realize how little wedding planning I would get done without her. I'm going to look at dresses on Saturday with one of my bridesmaids (and best friends from high school), but it won't be the same without Ash!
As for the title of this post, while moving out I discovered that I had two refrigerated jars of pickles in my fridge, and three large, unopened jars of pickles on my floor. On top of this, we had two jars at home. Ashley, I'll never eat all of these, so plan on pickle-ing out when you come over!
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