June 21, 2006 :: 7:43 p.m.
goddamn them redskins
I overslept this morning, which blew my non-existent testicles. I turned my alarm off at 8:30 and went back to sleep, and the next thing I knew it was quarter of 11 and I was not a happy camper. I was about half an hour late, but no one really cared so... no big deal. The day went relatively fast, for work. And I didn't have to see Joe (the boss) at all! Woo! Usually he pops in and ruins my day by simply existing, but he didn't today, which was beyond lovely. I open tomorrow, all by my lonesome. Stewart comes in at 8 and Joey comes in 8:30, but I have to be there at 7:30 to turn shit on and brew coffee. Sounds like loads of fun, eh? You bet.
I took a 10 second shower when I got home, because I felt very dirty and I smelled like bagels. There are worse things to smell like, I suppose, but still. I think I might be hanging out with Adam for a little bit, but I'm not sure what we're going to do. There's a Senators game on City Island tonight, so maybe we can go to Negley Park and see some fireworks or something. I dunno. I need to do laundry before I leave, though; I have no clean work clothes. I had to dig out my black Friendly's-era work pants this morning because all my khaki ones are dirty.
Monique and I were discussing the our boobs today at work. How they're too big and not at all the wonderful asset they're made out to be. They're quite a pain, actually. You can't ever go without a bra, and you can't even find any cute bras because they only come in A and B cups. Grrr. The Small Boob Faery needs to pay me a visit some night.
Well, dear readers, I'm drinking water from an elephant foot cup, and you know what that means: It's go time! Time to end the entry, anyway. I leave you with an Ani lyric that's been stuck in my head all day:
"If you're not angry, you're just stupid or you don't care. How else can you react when you know something's so unfair?"
Yeah. Bye!
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