kayla_

It's fucking Friday. Only 3ish more days at this hell hole job. Of course they decided to give me a project before I leave. Cleaning out the art room. This is not a fun task. The art room is absolutely full to the brim with huge manilla envelopes with names on them. I have to put everything in alphabetical order. I'd gather that there are probably close to, if not more than, 500 envelopes in there. I think that is being conservative (and who'd want to be that? Bwahaha....choke).

So, my boss tells me yesterday I have to do this. He says it's a going away present. I say "Err. thanks" He says, no it's your going away present to me. Oh great, you're a real fucker aren't you.

But I figure I'm just keeping my nose ring down from now on. It's irritating to keep it up, so these last few days they've just gotta deal with it.

Last night we spent the majority of the evening at his parents house. They are in North Carolina and we had to watch the dog. So, I finally decided to take advantage of their huge hottub/spa bathtubby thing. Oh my fucking god.
It had so many water jets and i had bubbles and it was just freaking awesome. Nathan washed my hair and yelled at me for getting water on the floor. Bloops.

Well, I have some sponch that I'm going to have for breakfast. So I'm gona go eat that and go to work.
Wait, what's Sponch you ask?
From the "BImbo bakery" website, sponch is, "Vanilla cookies piled with marshmallows, coconut, and straberry jelly"

Oh fuck yes!

ok, that's all.
I'm going
BYE