So, today at work, I spent a couple of hours fixing a big boo boo made by someone at Target, or keeping our asses from getting yelled at, take your pick. When someone uses the Target Gift Registry for their wedding (Club Wedd), they are given a nice little kit of stuff by us, it has catalogs, ideas, and those little thingys to put into your invitations. These kits were sent by the hundreds to Targets all over the country, all included a phone number to call if you needed any additional invitation thingies or for any club wedd questions. Well, the number on each and every kit was actually for a phone sex hotline. It wasn't the hotline itself but rather a recorded commercial for one, quite funny. So I got to spend a couple of hours going through 400+ Club Wedd kits taking the page out of each little booklet that had that phone number on it. I'm not complaining too much, it was two hours I did not have to deal with psycho guests at the returns desk. We also had a couple of employee's get arrested today, so work was pretty eventful. After work I helped a friend move, helped him pack earlier this week as well. It's pretty sad, last year, he moved down the street from me, and I just took it for granted that he was so close and I always put off hanging out with him most of the time because I am always so busy, and now, I have seen him more helping him move than I have in several months. I really REALLY suck at keeping in touch with people sometimes. So, he's moving to Sacramento, I'm going to miss him. I really wish I spent more time with him lately, he's the closest friend distance wise to where I live and I have been a very neglectful friend. Oh well, spank me later. Man, I wish I could sleep. Stupid Starbucks, tripple shot frappuchino's not letting me sleep. This guy at work got me hooked on them, it's great while I'm at work, but now, I'm so wide awake