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Oh the randomness of it all...

So, I'm sitting here at work and I'm really kind of tired. I got enough sleep and I've eaten...I shouldn't be tired, dang it! I need to open the door so there's some cool air coming in through the store. Hopefully that'll keep me awake.

*wait, customer approaching. Looks like I have to go back to work for a minute*

Ok, while she's busy looking, I'll keep blogging away. I haven't heard from the lady in Alaska, yet. I'm kind of hoping that's where I need to be for the summer. I need to get away from Provo and the "Happy Valley" and just people in general. I've been in Utah Valley for almost 5 years. Moving here was my last big adventure and ever since then, I've been stuck. I don't make enough to go somewhere on a whim and I've had a lot more responsibilities to deal with. I need to get out. I need a vacation. In the past 5 years, I haven't had a proper vacation. Going to visit family isn't vacation, going on ROC tour is most definitely not vacation and a 3 day trip to Vegas can't be considered vacation because we didn't do anything the whole entire time. And even if I'll be working while I'm in Alaska, it'll still be nice to get away for a little bit. At least I won't have to buy summer clothes. At least not a whole lot of them.

The customer left. Thank goodness. I should really be putting books away. I'm not feeling motivated. It's way too warm in here and it's making me groggy. Ok, off I go in search of how to make this dang building cooler!

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