Good morning, dahling...
*Yawn* I just woke up, and I have to get ready for work...*blech*
So, I'm getting desperate here to lose these last few pounds before I hit the beach, and I have less than three weeks to do it! I'm going on a strictly vegetable and fiber diet. Yep, that's right...I'm gonna be on the crapper for the next three weeks, solid!!
Hey, if it works, man...atleast I'm not going anorexic or anything.
So...another day in paradise. Although, I didn't realize that paradise was so overcast and rainy.
Luckily, I work in a building with no windows, only two doors, and a shitload of people coming in and out to keep it warm...(yep, my company is so cheap they have to rely on body heat to keep the costs of energy down)...so I don't really have to stare at bad weather today like most of the other Seattle folk.
I'm hoping I get that new supervisor position. I'll keep you guys posted, believe me. As soon as I get it, you know I'm gonna be off my flipping rocker, and I'll be bouncing off the walls like a fourth grader who just finished sniffing a Costco-sized bottle of Elmer's. I can't wait, and the suspense is killing me. I'm pretty sure I've got the spot, but we have to wait for our manager, Bill, to get his ass back from vacation so that I can find out if I got it or not. I really hate my current job. I don't know if I've told any of you what I do, but I sit in a little room all day, by myself. There are no windows, only one door with a key and alarmed entry, a telephone (in case you're really bored), two chairs, and four walls of plaster. Oh, and do you know what I do in that little room by myself? I answer the fucking door all day. Yes, I answer doors for a living...you should try it...oh, wait a minute, no, no you shouldn't. It fucking sucks! The only bonus is that I'm locked up in this little room with about $30 thousand dollars...hehe...you don't even know how much your mind wanders when you have to handle that much money.
*starts daydreaming*
...sometimes, I want to throw it all on the floor and roll in it like that scene in "Bed of Roses" where Christian Slater and that girl are lying in rose petals...
*Screeeeech...wakes up*
What the FUCK am I doing having daydreams about work?!? Jesus...I'm getting in the shower now...have a great day kids, and I'll chat with y'all later.
Kisses
11pm Update:
So, I just got home from the bar, and I'm drunk. It's so awesome when you can get totally wasted on $5.50 worth of drinks...hehe. (Well, some of my friends bought me a few rounds, too...) So, I'm gonna have some eggrolls, cuz I have a craving, and then I'm gonna hit the sack. Work in the morning, you know. Later kids.
*Yawn* I just woke up, and I have to get ready for work...*blech*
So, I'm getting desperate here to lose these last few pounds before I hit the beach, and I have less than three weeks to do it! I'm going on a strictly vegetable and fiber diet. Yep, that's right...I'm gonna be on the crapper for the next three weeks, solid!!
Hey, if it works, man...atleast I'm not going anorexic or anything.
So...another day in paradise. Although, I didn't realize that paradise was so overcast and rainy.
Luckily, I work in a building with no windows, only two doors, and a shitload of people coming in and out to keep it warm...(yep, my company is so cheap they have to rely on body heat to keep the costs of energy down)...so I don't really have to stare at bad weather today like most of the other Seattle folk.
I'm hoping I get that new supervisor position. I'll keep you guys posted, believe me. As soon as I get it, you know I'm gonna be off my flipping rocker, and I'll be bouncing off the walls like a fourth grader who just finished sniffing a Costco-sized bottle of Elmer's. I can't wait, and the suspense is killing me. I'm pretty sure I've got the spot, but we have to wait for our manager, Bill, to get his ass back from vacation so that I can find out if I got it or not. I really hate my current job. I don't know if I've told any of you what I do, but I sit in a little room all day, by myself. There are no windows, only one door with a key and alarmed entry, a telephone (in case you're really bored), two chairs, and four walls of plaster. Oh, and do you know what I do in that little room by myself? I answer the fucking door all day. Yes, I answer doors for a living...you should try it...oh, wait a minute, no, no you shouldn't. It fucking sucks! The only bonus is that I'm locked up in this little room with about $30 thousand dollars...hehe...you don't even know how much your mind wanders when you have to handle that much money.
*starts daydreaming*
...sometimes, I want to throw it all on the floor and roll in it like that scene in "Bed of Roses" where Christian Slater and that girl are lying in rose petals...
*Screeeeech...wakes up*
What the FUCK am I doing having daydreams about work?!? Jesus...I'm getting in the shower now...have a great day kids, and I'll chat with y'all later.
Kisses
11pm Update:
So, I just got home from the bar, and I'm drunk.
It's so awesome when you can get totally wasted on $5.50 worth of drinks...hehe. (Well, some of my friends bought me a few rounds, too...) So, I'm gonna have some eggrolls, cuz I have a craving, and then I'm gonna hit the sack. Work in the morning, you know. Later kids. VIEW 16 of 16 COMMENTS
ok, i'm off to bed!
lol
hehe its a me thing