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They've been interesting. I talked to James about Jack and he told me that Jack usually does stuff like that in large groups to attract attention, which doesn't surprise me.

But then later we kind of got into a fight. Kind of. It wasn't really a fight. It's hard to explain. Things were just extremely tense for a little bit. But things are all better now as always and I still love him just as much.

Mike called and asked if I could work from 10 to 2 because they apparently have a party tomorrow while they have a truck coming in to restock stuff so they're going to be busy and won't be able to watch the front much. I'll probably ask them about them calling Hope, too. I should probably mention about how there are going to be a bunch of times when Kiri and Jenna won't be here. I think they're camping at the end of this month and they're going to be gone for the 4th of July. So I'll be the only hostess there. eek Nooooot fun.

I had my senior pictures. They were actually quite enjoyable. I think sometime in the future I want to get some more professional pictures. These were nice. The drape was a little uncomfortable, but the photographer was very amusing. The cap and gown pictures were nice, and I had fun with the whatever you want one. I just kinda stood there and didn't know what to do, so the lady asked me to put one hand on my hip and to give her some attitude, which sent me into a quiet fit of giggles as I did what she said. Then she switched to a different background and took a few of me with my George Orwell essays book. One was me standing and reading it with the shadow of a lattice fence in the background, I think. Then we did two of me sitting down. For the first, it was a close up of me engrossed in the book and for the second I held the book down a little and looked into the camera with a smile. I kinda wish I had down the gold one so I could have gotten a second whatever I want kind of pictures, but I don't know what I would have done for them. Maybe some video games ones. But my mom wouldn't let me bring any. Maybe I'll ask her if I can get some of those done with another photographer another time. Oooh, or even some of me in my cosplay! That might weird out the photographer, but still! How cool would that be?!

Hope, Tegan, and Kathleen came over and we started our Making Mischief stuff. I think I'm gonna work on making some signs soon. We're using play dough to make grunnies, cocos, and kikis. And rock puppies, if we can manage it. Kathleen made a very nice first grunny. It's adorable. And Hope made a nice trial coco with some salt clay (my mom suggested it, but we discovered that it makes a lot of cracks and crevices and is really hard to mold. It's also very grainy.)

Tomorrow I'm seeing Get Smart with Kathleen and a few others.

Oh, and I love my new British comedy to death. Some of my favorite quotes so far:

Manny: You haven't got any taste buds left! You smoke about a bazillion cigarettes a day!"
-pause-
Manny: What's that?
Bernard: What's what?
Manny: What you're eating.
Bernard: It's some sort of delicious biscuit."
Manny: ....It's a coaster.
-pause-
Bernard: Is it? Are there any more?

Bernard: [phone rings] Manny? Manny, phone. Manny.
[sigh]
Bernard: Oh, I'll get it, shall I?
[picks up]
Bernard: Hello?
Manny: [on phone] Bernard?
Bernard: Manny. Where are you? The phone's been ringing.

Fran: Do you know nothing about modern culture, Bernard? Beckham, Posh, Pokemon...
Bernard: Pacman. It's pronounced Pacman.

Manny: Do you think I should wash my beard?
Bernard: I think you should, yeah. You should wash your beard, then shave it off, nail it to a Frisbee and fling it over a rainbow.

Bernard: [extremely loud] Who are you?!?!
First Customer: I'm a customer.
Bernard: Oh, right.

Bernard: [selling a book] Enjoy. It's dreadful, but quite short.

[attempting to fill in his tax return form]
Bernard: "What is your mother's maiden name?" What's her first name? I just knew her as "Ma"! That'll have to do.
[writing on the form]
Bernard: 'Ma. Possibly deceased'.

The cleaning guy: [comes out of nowhere, says in a very creepy voice] Dirty.
Bernard: AAGGHH! [jumps]

Bernard: [About the cleaning guy] I don't trust him. He has no nasal hair!

Bernard: Gah! What time is it?
Manny: Half ten
Bernard: Half Ten! Half ten! I've never been up at half ten. What happens? Have you ever bought a book...at half ten in the morning?
Manny: Well, no, now that you mention it.
Bernard: That's right, that would be a world gone topsy turvy. People don't want books in the morning, it's too early.
Manny: Well if this were a bakery this would be quite late.
Bernard: What!? I won't have any cheek. I'm sorry son. I've made a mistake. You don't have what it takes, to sell a book. People don't want them in the morning.
Customer (wearing a 'I Love Books' T-Shirt: Hello (Bernard looks perplexed) I'd like to but a book please
Bernard: What books?
Customer: I dunno I'm just really in the mood to buy a book.
Bernard: Get out, we're closed!
Customer: Maybe I'll swing by the bakery.

Bernard: Ah-ha! Skinheads! Perfect! [Trying to get out of his taxes, runs over to them] Which one of you bitches wants to dance? [pause] Hey, you know when you’re doing your usual sort of threesome you do of a weekend, you know, and er, the moonlight’s bouncing off your heads and your arses and everything. Does that not get a bit confusing? [Pauses] Right. Look, this is you, OK? [dances around] Tra-la-la la-la la-la la-la, la-la la-la la-la la-la la-la la-la la-la! ...Millwall, that’s the one. Do you know this chant? Erm… Millwall, Millwall, you’re all really dreadful, and all your girlfriends are unfulfilled and alienated.

Bernard: Well, whores will have their trinkets.

Bernard: [After getting hammered the night before] You know, Fizzy-good make feel nice.
Fran: Alka-seltzer?

Customer: Those books over there.
Bernard: Yes, Dickens. The complete works of Charles Dickens.
Customer: Are they real leather?
Bernard: ...They're real Dickens.
Customer: I have to know if they're real leather, because they have to go with the sofa. Everything else in my house is real. I'll give you 200 for them.
Bernard: 200 what?
Customer: 200 pounds.
Bernard: Are they leather-bound pounds?
Customer: No?
Bernard: Well, I'm sorry I need leather-bound pounds to go with my wallet. Next!

Bernard: [gibbering] They'd all laugh at me if they knew what I was trying to do... to create a new strain of super-wine in a half an hour with a fraction of nature's resources and a FOOL for an assistant. "Bernard Black, he's mad," they'd say. "He's insane. He's dangerous." Well I'll show them! I'll show them all!

Manny: Bernard. Bernard. Bernard. Bernard. Hey, Bernard. Bernard. Bernard. Bernard. ...I'm a prostitute robot from the future!

Cleaner: I want to clean you dusty cups from the inside out.

So much great stuff. xd