So….September is fired for embezzling 85,000$ from Bossman. Yup.
Who gets embezzled from twice in six months? How involved is this person who people can just BAM steal from? How trusting, or worse, how crazy can someone get when that trusting is violated?
Problem with living in a town with several Irish bars in each suburb and in the city itself, tonight was dead because, hello, we’re not an Irish bar. Whatever. St Patrick fucking reached the masses with the Gospel, not sit around and drink green beer and eat steamed cabbage. I hate overly commercialized holidays.
Peach is on the rocks, definitely, with her boyfriend, and went back to the bouncer. She’s stressing and it’s influencing how she stresses others, so, here’s to hoping it will work out, for everyone! She’s too good to be ruined over boys.
And I hate bumblebees. They hover in the air looking at me like they’re sizing me up in a Mexican stand-off as if to say “Sure. Go ahead. Run. You’ll be dead before you take your first step”. They freak me out.