I blame Script Frenzy. I'm still on track, but the actual scriptwriting is much slower than novel writing. Tomorrow will be a song day, and I have no idea what song it'll be or what it'll be about. All I know is that I have the folks at the evil company, Justin Bieber, and Taylor Swift. Yes, really. Bieber and Swift have been recruited for purposes of evil, and at a perfect time too--look at Facebook's recent actions.

I had another day of training for the job on Tuesday. I was chosen to be a possible crew leader assistant, which doesn't pay any more but does come with a little more responsibility. I did learn to fingerprint people, though, which is cool (and the real reason I got the extra training in the first place). Thankfully I didn't have to fingerprint anyone like myself. Everyone made fun of me because of my long and dainty fingers' inherent inability to be fingerprinted, but thankfully someone else was an expert and got my prints done.

One of my high school classmates is a crew leader, though not mine. We didn't say a word to each other, despite being cordial to each other during the time we knew each other. This wasn't intentional on my part, as we didn't have a chance to interact.

Other than that life has been pretty boring. I start more training next week, but the day before training begins is the Boobquake. Dress immodestly for science. You know you want to.