Hey, did you miss me?
No? Yeah, I wouldn't miss me either.
I've been busy with things which is why I haven't updated and why I haven't responded to any notes left for me. That, and I'm just an asshole.
What's so great that it keeps a person from their blog, you may ask. And I would answer:

Drive My Car:
I was going to post pictures of my new car like new parents force pictures of their baby on everyone, but I decided it is too sacred an object to put on the Internet, home of www.cumquick.com. I will, instead, give you a mental image: imagine the most awesome car ever. Multiply by 1000000. You'll kind of come close. The SarahMobile. It is a wonderful thing.

9 to 5:
I've spent a lot of this summer job hunting (and, subsequently, getting rejected). Around the time I was convinced I wasn't going to find anything and I would be unemployed for life, not one, not two, but three job opportunities became available to me. One of them is a job with the company my aunt works for. I would just be entering some information into their computers from home. It's $10 an hour, and there wouldn't be any set hours, I would just sign on when I had some time. Of course since this is the coolest of the three jobs, nothing is official yet and it may not happen. For the second job, I'm in the last stages of the application process. This is $10 an hour too and 10 hours a week. I would be managing a group of representatives doing promotions on campus. This job is good because I can put managerial experience on my resume without doing much. And the third job, the only one I've actually started, is at a small market you may have heard of, Wal-Mart? Do they have those in your area? :) Indeed, I'm rocking the Blue Vest of Savings. I always said I'd never work for that store so the fact I even applied shows how desperate I was for money. Today was my second day of training and my first day of actually working the register, and there are no words for how horrible I was at it. I mean, I was lucky in that the customers were extremely understanding and nice and all wished me luck (well, except for this one six or seven year old girl who when she finally got up to the register after I took my sweet time ringing up someone with $150 worth of stuff, looked at her mom and sighed "this is going to take a while," which made me want to say "well maybe if you weren't sucking away all your mom's money, not to mention her will to live, maybe she could shop at Tiffany's or something and not at Wal-Mart YOU SNIVELING SNOTTY LITTLE BRAT," but don't worry, I kept it to myself), but still. The problem is, quite simply, I'm a slow spaz, and working a register brings out those faults to the nth degree. When I was on break and crying in to my cell phone to various friends and members of my family about how horrible I was doing, they all said the same thing: "it's only your first day, you'll get it!" Which goes to show how well they know me. I'll NEVER get anything (especially bagging! bags are the devil!). People and their grocies have become objects of fear for me. Don't EVEN get me started on coupons! And also, since everyone I associate with on a regular basis is a staunch liberal, and since liberals for whatever reason see Wal-Mart as this mega conservative company that is as evil as they come, none of them have wished me luck on the job, but instead have said "ewwww, I hate that store!!! Why are you working there?" Honestly, they treat it like it's Earth's equivalent of Mordor or something. "We hates the smiley face precioussssssss." Speaking of Lord of the Rings...

Into the West:
In my quest to only take an interest in things that are at least five years old, I've read two of the books and seen the first movie (and I'm watching Two Towers tonight). How come no one told me about Aragorn and his sexiness? Huh? Why was this kept from me? Also, after reading Tolkien's description of Hobbits, I have determined that I am not a freakishly short human, but instead a very tall (six inches taller than your average halfling) Hobbit.

For the Love of Money:
I finally won at the casino. $250. Hooray.

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