My brother is planning on getting a job at the movie theater. This is both good and bad. It's bad because it makes me look bad, since I don't have a job, though I'll have a temporary one when I begin petsitting for the neighbors. It's good because it means movies will only cost me $1 (though only at the Collierville Towne, no doubt). I would get a job there, but I don't have a driver's license, only a permit. Need to remedy that before school starts. I could think of a million excuses as to why I don't have it yet, and many of them are very good (such as the fact that the DMV down here is one of THE WORST on the planet and you could literally waste half your life down there waiting to be tested, and you might die in the process because it's so fucking hot down here right now--Laris can back me up on this, any human being living in Shelby County can back me up on this actually), but what it boils down to is that I have a phobia of the road. I know that all of you older, wiser, and more cynical people are thinking 'What a fucking loser' right now, and maybe you're right. I might be a loser. But I won't give myself that label seriously until I'm a little older, since right now I'm only seventeen... which isn't even old enough to have a full license in some states.