How Sweet It Is...

My job is wicked amazing. Listen to this and tell me you're not jealous.

• The guys did amazing on their cleaning check so we went out to Applebees to celebrate. The food was covered by Chrysalis. I was getting payed to eat out.
  
• Everytime we drive anywhere the guys insist that we listen to Pink Floyd (they think it makes them tough). Unlike them, I get sick of Pink Floyd occasionally, so I switch the artist and just tell them it's pink floyd. So far I have convinced them that Collective Soul, David Cook, David Archuleta, Matchbox 20, and Sixpence None the Richer (I really pushed my luck with this one) are in fact the ONE and ONLY pink floyd. :)
• Today I heard a fiery debate about the merits of Merry Had A Little Lamb as literature.
• Today I was asked if I could push Will out of the car because he was singing Christmas Carols out of season.
• Today I had to comfort a guinea pig (named Ozzy) because its owner went on a tirade when he caught it chewing on its cage.
  
• Today I helped paint someone's scooter hot pink, and watched as the owners name was emblazed in yellow over said hot pink paint.
  
• I got payed to watch Dark Knight.

If anyone can tell me that their job is better, I would like to meet you, so I can kindly punch you for lying. I also had the amazing experience of bike riding with josh. He ran into someone on the street. The pedestrian was fine and josh was writing around on the ground in "pain". Josh told me he broke both his back and his knee but, because he's such a trooper, rode home through the pain. He went to his room to lick his wounds for a little while and came downstairs a few minutes later to announce he had popped his knee back into place so everything was okay. My only thought at the time was "who is this kid?". Wonderful experience.

I also noticed that when held up to the light, Mountain Dew is a pretty rancid looking liquid.