Weapons expert to manager? For what? To catch a 50-pound striped bass.

I actually woke up on my own will today--2nd time since I've been back. So I went to work, running on just one Pop Tart, and I was doing stock stuff today--making price tags, stocking, doing claims stuff. Not bad. Came home, talked to April for a couple hours before going online and chatting with Sarah. That's been my day. Tomorrow, work 12-9, then I have a free weekend. I'm being worked to the bone, but I'm loving it. I'm making friends here, and I am happy.

And my stepdad just came in after picking up Rob, giving me a warning..."make it an early night, Brian." He's determined to make me a normal, daytime person again. Grr. Anyway, time to sleep. I have to be at Wal-Mart in 11 hours.

Nighty night, all.