Oh, there you are. I'm going to be brief, because I really don't have much to say. I told the "Blues Hammer" guy that I wasn't interested. Christ, it felt like I was breaking up with him. We'll see if he acts all butt hurt tomorrow, when I go a function in which he will be attending. So far, my catchphrase for '09 is "FUCK! I'm too old for this shit!". I hate to be that way, but let's face it....I am getting old. The point is that I am still dealing with bullshit drama from people my age or older. I guess it never goes away. That's why I don't go out as much as I used to. Whatever.
I watched Hitchcock's "Rear Window" for the elevendieth time last night. What a great film. If you haven't seen it, you really owe it to yourself to do so. It has every Hitchcockian quirk and then some!
Today, I went to lunch with a former co-worker. Food was okay. After being told of my hot sauce options (upon my request), I received......none. Afterward, we went to my friend's apartment to hang out. She has the most disgusting bathroom I have ever seen in a dwelling inhabited by a non chemically dependent female. I'll spare you the details. (If you're into that kinda stuff, let me know and I'll email you the details!) I thought y'all had an internal mechanism that make you compulsively clean after reaching your gross out threshold. Nope. Maybe that's me that I'm thinking of. I came home and washed my hands for 10 minutes.
Well, I think I wasted everyone's time with that lil' anecdote. I will try to find something better to write about, but don't hold your breath.
Have a great weekend....whoever's reading this.
I watched Hitchcock's "Rear Window" for the elevendieth time last night. What a great film. If you haven't seen it, you really owe it to yourself to do so. It has every Hitchcockian quirk and then some!
Today, I went to lunch with a former co-worker. Food was okay. After being told of my hot sauce options (upon my request), I received......none. Afterward, we went to my friend's apartment to hang out. She has the most disgusting bathroom I have ever seen in a dwelling inhabited by a non chemically dependent female. I'll spare you the details. (If you're into that kinda stuff, let me know and I'll email you the details!) I thought y'all had an internal mechanism that make you compulsively clean after reaching your gross out threshold. Nope. Maybe that's me that I'm thinking of. I came home and washed my hands for 10 minutes.
Well, I think I wasted everyone's time with that lil' anecdote. I will try to find something better to write about, but don't hold your breath.
Have a great weekend....whoever's reading this.
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I wish I was being chased by a hot dog...I would wrestle it, throw kraut on its belly and go to town.
I hope you can get your job back! Enjoy the rest of your weekend, too.
It's rare for a chick to be disgusting when it comes to hygiene. I would have ran for my life