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Seriously, how do I manage to crash Opera?

My work schedule is all still up in the air, but at least I got off for Warped and the family stuff I have going on. Empires shows right now are still up in the air, since I probably won't get off work until 5, and for the 7th, the show starts an hour later then that.

Work itself isn't bad, just has loooooong stretches of doing nothing, which are the worst. There is only so much to do in a small store in a mall.

FRIENDS WORKING WARPED! I'M FLOCKING THIS ENTRY AND WILL POST MY PHONE NUMBER, SO I CAN HOPEFULLY FIND WHERE YOU ARE WORKING AND STOP AND SAY HI. MY NUMBER IS 262-442-2853. ANYONE ELSE THAT WANTS/NEEDS MY NUMBER, FEEL FREE TO TAKE. I HAVE FREE TEXTING, SO TEXT AWAY.


In a less capslocky vein, online returns suck hard. I got three shirts and a scarf from an online retailer since there are no stores in my general vicinity. I decided that I wanted to exchange one shirt for another of equal price, and exchange another for a different size. However, my return info is only for one shirt, not two, and the fucking number they gave me to call and cancel an incorrect return is WRONG. So I emalied them again and explained the situation, gave them my info again, and asked that they cancel the previous return, so hopefully things will work out. Keyword here is hope.

shows

Arrrgh. Can't make the Aurora Empires show, but I can make the acoustic AK45 set on the 5th. I'm excited, cause I really want to see Angels and Kings.

It's the kind of bar where anyone who can pay and is 21 can get in, right? Not one of those velvet rope things.

Also, I am off for Warped! Finally, for the first time in my life, I will be able to go!

This Is The Truth (or, this was the hardest thing for me to post)

Most people I know would hesitate to call me an angry person, and normally this would be true. I am one of those wholesome, midwestern people that still call others ma'am and sir, won't swear in front of my family, and holds the door open for just about everyone.

However, there is one thing that gets me mind-blowingly angry, and that is the misdiagnos and treatment of mental illness, specifically those on the bipolar spectrum.

( Does that make me crazy? Probably. )

This is my mission, this is what makes me feel, this is what makes my life more the just living. My name is Gail Eichenberger, and I want to save your life.