I feel fine.

So, the world didn't end. Which is a relief, because had the world ended, I would have spent my last few days working (but smelling lovely) and eating chinese takeaway at home by myself. Our deputy manager handed in her notice today. It made me sad. She's the best one. Who am I going to get my fake tan tips from now?

Today's photo is from a book that I should write an essay on at some point, but apathy has set in, and I just want to go home now. I tried to think of a way to make that sound less pathetic, but I did not succeed.