And the spam continues

[evilhippo]

It was so horribly slow today at the theatre that I got sent home at two. Two hours of work! And I waited on... three people. I managed one combo, at least, so my percentage won't be all doomy. But still... wow. Hollywood, why won't you make good movies? The total lack of them lately's only encouraging me! At least I was there for a short enough time that I didn't forget to pick up my paycheck on the way out. However, I have this sneaking suspicion that, near the first register, there's a square of receipt tape in my usual tiny handwriting that starts with the setence "I suspect that the homunculus may be gathering in the north" and then, without any sort of transition, turns into more of my thoughts on the FMA movie. I... hope no one reads it. I'm thankful my handwriting's tiny and mostly illegible. And, well, the people at the theatre think I'm pretty weird anyway. Ahh... I think the thing mentioned Nazis, too. And how weird it was to use real historical figures like that. But most of it read like an actual movie review. A weird one, but at least a movie review. (Better that note than the ones yesterday, or the ones from last winter that were all plot points for fic. Or the one that was written entirely in French, because it was actually about a bit of Roy and Hughes' relationship that I was trying to puzzle out and I didn't want to have to explain that one to anyone).

So, really, aside from waking up at 6 because my sister had turned the light on, that was my day. Oh, and I have an essay bunny. Wtf is that?