Books and more books

So, I've started working at a little bookstore off of State Street and 400 South here in South Orem recently and tonight was my first night closing all by myself. It seems like this will be the norm. I don't know if I'll ever get home before 7pm for as long as I work here. Lovely...just lovely. I applied for a job in Alaska on Sunday. I don't know if I'll even get the job, but if I do get an offer to go, I don't know what I'll do. It seems like they need me here at the bookstore, but at the same time, they aren't paying me enough to make it worth my time to stay through the summer.

Anyway, I need to catch the bus and meet my roommate at the Wilk for some celebratory ice cream.

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