i finished up work at the st. mary's camp today... kindof sad actually. i was freaked at the beginning when i found that they were all (100) little girls but theyve grown on me (no im not a sex offender so dont even think it). after all, i got $80 for just sleeping and standing for three 15 minute periods every day... it wasnt hard. the girls were sweet though. i ended up picking a favorite out of every group. from the first group, my favorite was definitely lucy... shes the one with the eyes i wrote about earlier. doing that swim test with her or seeing her swim was great. i actually think she got better over the week. from the second group i liked dee dee (diane i guess). i got to know dee dee a little thursday when she was giving me a heart attack by playing on the side of the pool instead of in it. i kept having to tell her to slow down or not to run etc. the thing is, she had this other friend and they had this floatable basketball net with a beachball in it. for some reason she wouldnt let the other kids using it cause it was sitting there. i dont know why but it wasnt my business. so dee dee was a little bossy, i dont mind. she had this red ball. she got the biggest kick by tossing it back over her head and going to get it. just this big smile and a giggle, especially when it came close enough for me to catch and throw it back. really sweet kid. from the third group i picked what i believe is lucy's sister, lily. she was similar to lucy but didnt quite have the same beautiful eyes. she started the week wearing this life preserver cause she couldnt swim very well, didnt take the swim test. in the middle of thursday swim she up and took it off and got in the pool. i watched her a little closer and she was staying close to the wall but swam some too. today she had this big striped yellow and purple float that you lay on. she would be trying to get on it in the water but couldnt quite do it so id call her to the edge of the pool and tell her to get out. i would hold it on the edge so she could lay down then ask her if she wanted a noodle too (cause she had used it earlier). she'd say, "no, i think im fine without it." i would go and pull the front into the water then slide the float off into the pool from the back and she would smile really big and give me a thanks and just look at me for a second before paddling away... i bet i did that three times for her today. ha, i guess this week wasnt too bad after all.

in other news, i had a *small* wreck in the volvo yesterday. i was at starbux and had just gotten a nice mocha-cocanut frappuchino and was sitting in my car counting my change. see, if i hadnt counted the change it wouldnt have happened. i had the drink in my right hand but dont think its my fault cause of that cause i dont use my right hand anyway. i was backing out to the left when i crunched this damn saturn wagon behind me. shit i thought, i better git... but i didnt run, just pulled back out into the spot to see what happened. of course i went to their car before inspecting mine (i wasnt worried, not a scratch anyway, thanks volvo...) and saw the old lady had this small dent with a little paint scrape in the middle. not too bad i thought. well the woman sounded nice but she was really a sly old bitch. she kindof took my name and number like it was my fault even though... dum dum duuummm... she was three feet out of her fucking spot. apparently she tried to hit the horn before i hit her but not quick enough... hmm... likely story. the way i see it we both looked then both backed, i just backed quicker and its justifiable that way that its both of our faults, not just mine cause volvo makes a more dent resistant car than saturn. so its complete bullshit. they havent called me or anything so i just shrugged it off as not my fault that the damn old lady was three feet out of her damn parking spot. end of story.

today at work we had a fly problem. in the guard shack at the pool all these flies were swarming around and nobody knew what they were looking for. well at one point while i was at the stand val got tired of it. so val grabs the fly swatter and starts a lil fly genocide in our shack. when i got back bodies littered the floor, it was a massacre. she was still running around swatting shit and told me to try to hold down the fort while she went back up on the stand. i got a wasp with 'the saint' and ended up with 12 other flies before she got back. so now val's the exterminator and i... well i helped. tomorrow we take the bodies elsewhere, make a pile, and burn them to draw the flies that way... hahaha damn flies. peace y'all