Today I am making my second trip to work at the Glad Rags factory. Except it's not really a factory, it is a house, and I do not build Glad Rags, I put them into little bags. It's not my real job (I don't actually have a real job yet) and the last time I went was a week ago. I'm going to ride my bike there today which is scary because the bike is really old and rusty and so hard to pedal and every time I ride anywhere at a slight incline I feel like I'm going to die. When I go downhill, however, it's a joyride. I also don't have a helmet and when I ride all I can think about is traumatic brain injuries. I'm going to stop at the grocery store first to buy some cranberry juice because I think I am getting a UTI. Furthermore, I forgot the route that Noah told me to take and I don't know my way around that well yet. I'm probably going to be late. Well, see ya later, diary.