Work is sorta going well. Apparently my boss was happy enough with my effort the other day to allow me 5 days off next month for a techno trance rave dance party at a lake with cabins near kamloops and free food with trina, all for $60. And after, I'll have a day to recover and then WARPED! Stoked this year. Anti-Flag, NOFX, Rise Against, AFI, Silverstein, Senses Fail, and Underoath. Anyways, apparently the upper echelon of power at Quality Foods, has caught wind of me selling salvia to a guy at work. They also seem to know that I take very liberal coffee breaks. I can't possibly imagine how they know about the salvia, but with their knowledge and the 32 digital security cameras in the store, I'm starting to feel like I'm in 1984. It's seriously tripping me out. I had been told they keep tabs on everyone, but this is crazy. Speaking of, I smoked some salvia the other day in a field, alone. It was really cool. Very clear-headed, good times.