kybella

Why, hello!

This morning started off superlative. Dang, I like that word.

Anyways...Ok. I got here and there was my favorite cocoa on the kitchen table. MINT. Mmmm, mmmm good.

Then I discovered that my boss left early for the holiday. My first thought, "Good. Stick the Christmas tree up your ass. There is no way in hell that I am going to decorate that thing. Fuck it." But, then I thought, no... I am going to screw the thing up so bad that you will be so raging mad when you see it, that you will truly want to stick the star point in your left eye. So, that's my plan...

Devious look as hands are slowing rubbing together...

I'll stop here. Let ya'll know more in a bit.


Ah hum. I'm back....

Alright. Here's what I did. Took a couple rolls of toilet paper out of the back closet. Weaved that shit all over the place. Popped some popcorn (for the sole reason that I was hungry), took the leftovers and threw the rest on the tree. Wherever it landed was fine. Put on the regular ornaments. Woo fucking hoo. Best part: got some vinegar and sprayed the shit all over the toilet paper. Smells so nice in here.

I'm gonna get fired. No joke. But I am seriously in one of those moods where..."I DONT CARE!"

Why can't rich people do shit themselves. Wow. That'll teach him....