Why is it always so hard to come up with a good title?

Apparently I fail at remembering my own work schedule. I was at White's yesterday, not the booth, so I had to work all day. I have today off, and then I'm in the booth tomorrow. Silly. Yesterday was the worst day ever, I almost puked because I was dehydrated. Never again will I take only two bottles of water to a satellite.

I called the Canadian Cancer Society today, and they have my sponsor sheets and everything ready for me! So Mom's going to pick them up this afternoon after she's done working, and then we'll be good to go! Anyone who wants to donate can talk to me or the Radish or Allison (you need a nick-name, girl. What'll it be?) because they are now the only two peeps doing with with me. Argh. Stupid people keep backing out. But it's kinda my own fault for taking so long to get sponsor sheets. We won't be sending in the monies until probably September, so you don't even have to have money now, you can get it to us until September. Please donate, it's all going under Geoffrey's name.

Mister Cherd, I hope you get home soon, because I actually can't wait to see you again. I hope you're having the time of your life, singing your little heart out, but please don't like the glamour of it too much, or you'll never come home! I miss you a whole lot, and would probably go competely and utterly mad if you decided not to come home. In any case, I'd cry a whole lot. So come home soon, and call me ASAP!

And I can't type properly today, so I'm signing out.

DFTBA,

Jennie.Rae

Pee to the Ess: I just found this, and although I still can't type properly, I have to link it. It's awesome. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HkKLANmUbF4&feature=channel