tori

work was a mess last night. really.
i got there and i had forgotten to take my pain killers with me. owww.
i got in and was told that i "look like hell". great. i imagine i looked much much better than i felt. which isn't saying much for me, now is it? i had all kinds of wierd people hitting on me and blowing kisses at me. i immediately lost any respect for them. anyone that would hit on me in the condition i was in obviously has no taste.
my boss has started doing sex phone calls to supplement her income. the parts that i remember hearing were fuckin hilarious. i can't believe she gets paid for that shit. it was something along the lines of "what's your most prized possesion, john? .... wouldn't it just be awful if i did something to your tennis court... like drilled a hole in it?" oh god. i almost fell on the fuckin floor laughing.
so i bought some aleve whilst at work. i took four. and hour later i was still in more pain than i could handle. so i took another four. it kinda worked. i had such a tummy ache from too many aleve that i couldn't feel the original pain.
otherwise things are good. i'm rockin out some kid dynamite, cause it makes me super happy.. "i know you asked for rain, but i brought you fire.. i didn't think you'd mind.. i know it's not the same, but i'm gettin tire of listening to you whine.."
my buddy remembered that i'm female and occasionally like to be treated as such, and sent me flowers
so with all that inane babbling i'll leave you with the only important thing to remember (we figured this out last night): i'm like one of those sewer grates on the street- metal and full of holes...