Is it bad that I'm four shifts in and already complaining about it? Nahhh...
I actually do love the store, and while working is painful and torturous in the sense that I am surrounded by beautiful clothes and the inability to buy them... I do love the dear Cargo Store. It's just that I am sitting here, snuggled in bed, and the last thing I feel like doing is getting up and washing my hair and making myself look presentable...
The only thing making me want to move from my fortress of comfort is the fly that's been stuck buzzing in my window the last two and a half hours... that, and the squaking noises that seem to be moving up and down the sidewalk outside. Honestly, I can't tell you if it's a loud bird or a sick child... or maybe both.
Anyways, after a fabulous night out in Kings Cross (downtown Sydney) Friday night, it has been a very lazy and (for sme of us... ie... me) unproductive weekend here at Surf Side Three. Friday night we hit up the World Bar, and I think it's safe to say it will become a routine weekend spot. With three different rooms on two levels and a mix of live, dance, and dance dance music, a grand night was had by all. Except my poor feet.
Alright, no putting it off any longer, time to be productive!
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