yesterday i called in late to work. the thought of going in to that store for 8 and a half hours was quite literally painful. so, i opted to wikipedia for a while.
i promptly passed out upon coming home. i felt somewhat happy after having been bitchy back to an asshole customer. stupid shit like that totally makes me smile.
hmmm, what else?
turns out my sister's boyfriend it's such a tool. he was being really funny. he's more of a collaborator. i came into their room today, giggling off the bat, and we came up with all these inside jokes. no scott is coming to get me. he's my housemate. then i'm off to steph's.
c'est tout.
i promptly passed out upon coming home. i felt somewhat happy after having been bitchy back to an asshole customer. stupid shit like that totally makes me smile.
hmmm, what else?
turns out my sister's boyfriend it's such a tool. he was being really funny. he's more of a collaborator. i came into their room today, giggling off the bat, and we came up with all these inside jokes. no scott is coming to get me. he's my housemate. then i'm off to steph's.
c'est tout.
you will have to expand on the sister's boyfriend sometime, as i still don't quite get why you think he's a tool.
Holy shit, is your IQ really 127?
[Edited on Dec 24, 2005 2:24PM]