Cupcakes and...uh...Tarts.

It said: "Believe in order to achieve!"
I read: "Believe in order to archive.

I think I need a new job.

Seriously! The girl at my work who sits behind me makes faces at me. People I don't know ask about it in the halls. I already knew she hated me, although I can't figure out anything I've done to earn it. Someone once said it's because I ask questions. Well, she was supposed to train me. If I have questions, it's sorta her job to answer them, but I got the not-so-subtle hint, and stopped asking. So now I don't know what the problem is. But yesterday she was so rude to me that someone told her to go apologize. And that was the worst moment I've had at work since The Olfactory Corporation.

It is so exausting being around her! I'm tempted to fight rude with rude, but so far I haven't indulged. It's tiring. I hope I don't give in. Moslty I can't figure out why a 21 year old in false eyelashes is worth getting upset over! She's a terrible person. What do I care what she thinks? Well, I don't, but it's just that she's trying so hard to offend me. That hurts, kinda.

Anyway, tomorrow is the birthday party for Abbie. It's kind of a big undertaking. Lots of cupcakes, lots of toppings. And, with luck, lots of fun.

Hope you are all well. I'm off to do some cleaning!