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Just got back from finishing up my paperwork and fingerprinting. Now have to wait till next week for my traditions class at University Disney and then hopefully a day or two after start my training at work.

 

I found out I am at Animal Kingdom at Tuskers. Pricey place, something like 30-60 a plate during dinner. Cant wait to start!!!

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Just got back from finishing up my paperwork and fingerprinting. Now have to wait till next week for my traditions class at University Disney and then hopefully a day or two after start my training at work.

 

I found out I am at Animal Kingdom at Tuskers. Pricey place, something like 30-60 a plate during dinner. Cant wait to start!!!

Congrats Moosey Moose!!! Oh and... fingerprinting?

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I should have quoted the "standing in a puddle of my own blood" post with my joke but I'm on my phone and lazy.

Alternate joke: I know shipping rates are going up but this is ridiculous!

(I hope everything is ok. Standing in a puddle of your own blood, while ocassionaly metal as fuck, is rarely a good thing)

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What?!  I'm hoping this is a quote from something and that this didn't actually happen to you.

 

Actually something that happened.

 

Shipping rates are getting weird.

 

I laughed really hard at this.

 

YUM!

 

Blood from  cut, or gash?

 

I realize that's inappropriate...but I can't not post it.

 

Special.

 

I should have quoted the "standing in a puddle of my own blood" post with my joke but I'm on my phone and lazy.

Alternate joke: I know shipping rates are going up but this is ridiculous!

(I hope everything is ok. Standing in a puddle of your own blood, while ocassionaly metal as fuck, is rarely a good thing)

 

I'm okay, sore, but okay. I do feel metal as fuck though. 

 

 

 

BASICALLY, I was walking into the post office thinking about how it's always dimly lit and scary looking. Apparently, I wandered into my thoughts too much, ran into the automatic heavy door and it took off a chunk of my toe. No joke.

I thought I was okay, but as I put my stuff on the counter, I realized my entire sandal filled up with blood and that it was starting to spill on the floor with no end in sight. 

 

I asked for a band aid and paper towel. The lady looked at me like I was insane and took her good ol time so i finally said I'M JUST TRYING TO NOT BLEED ON YOUR FLOOR ITS COOL. So I ended up having to wipe up their floor and call my mom to pick me up.

 

 

metal. as. fuck.

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