retail

OK, now I'm properly shitfaced. two bottles of wine into it, the typos coming fast and furious, and, well, what can I say. (other than do, please, forgive any typos. I'm drunk. the words, they're sober.) But I am drunk. And having watched Clerks II, and, well, I've worked retail. A varieties of retail, actually, from folded clothes to well-stacked paint, but, yeah, I've worked retail. I don;t wish I were 18 again, cuz, well, teeneagedom and the subjunctive both suck. And I don't wish I were in contingent land again, cuz, well, contingency is all I ever wanted not to be. But, consistency is all I ask / and all I ever wanted / consistency is all I lack...." and drunk, now. But in a good way.