clean apartment: check.
kitty's claws clipped: check.
night out: check.
4am run to the grocery for sausage biscuits: check.
8 am wake up and half-drunk counseling session: check.
and now i'm trying to rinse out the bleach from the bathtub. cory came over and did a kick ass job yesterday helping me get this place organized ( punknitemike and poe were here for a second the other night and i doubt they'd recognize it). so, of course, there was drinking after in celebration of our truimph. hit up the high five and ravari room, hung out with some guys i hadn't met before, and ended up watching adult swim after the bar closed and until Random Boys I'm Driving Home got tired. but that wasn't before the conversation about breakfast food got started and i realized how hungry i was. strangely enough, everyone is super helpful when you're half-drunk and wandering the aisles of giant eagle.
do you say grocery or grocery STORE?
this is apparently a very important question that requires a 20 minute argument.
now... onto work. i'm trying to decide whether to hit up karoake tonight at the high five or stay in considering bento tomorrow would make three nights in a row of going out... i do have wednesday off for recovery though... hmm...
i just remembered my DM is in the store today. fuck.
i get to confess to writing "disrespectful" comments on his memos. he doesn't know how to spell. he doesn't use spell check. i make fun of him to his face about it and we get yelled at because i make comments on his memos? stupid. the new job search is officially commencing and if he gives me a lot of shit... i'm in the mood to do something stupid.
kitty's claws clipped: check.
night out: check.
4am run to the grocery for sausage biscuits: check.
8 am wake up and half-drunk counseling session: check.
and now i'm trying to rinse out the bleach from the bathtub. cory came over and did a kick ass job yesterday helping me get this place organized ( punknitemike and poe were here for a second the other night and i doubt they'd recognize it). so, of course, there was drinking after in celebration of our truimph. hit up the high five and ravari room, hung out with some guys i hadn't met before, and ended up watching adult swim after the bar closed and until Random Boys I'm Driving Home got tired. but that wasn't before the conversation about breakfast food got started and i realized how hungry i was. strangely enough, everyone is super helpful when you're half-drunk and wandering the aisles of giant eagle.
do you say grocery or grocery STORE?
this is apparently a very important question that requires a 20 minute argument.
now... onto work. i'm trying to decide whether to hit up karoake tonight at the high five or stay in considering bento tomorrow would make three nights in a row of going out... i do have wednesday off for recovery though... hmm...
i just remembered my DM is in the store today. fuck.
i get to confess to writing "disrespectful" comments on his memos. he doesn't know how to spell. he doesn't use spell check. i make fun of him to his face about it and we get yelled at because i make comments on his memos? stupid. the new job search is officially commencing and if he gives me a lot of shit... i'm in the mood to do something stupid.VIEW 8 of 8 COMMENTS
kellyjanice:
if you cant see the pics go to my art folder... they are all there and i need to figure that out becuase they arent showing up on jimy's computer either... but i can see them on mine... hmmmm... get a new job and tell your illiterate boss to go fuck himself 
poem:
Yeah sure, I decided I HAVE to go. Do you still remember how to get here? 