She said, do you wana go for a ride?
I'm killing time before my super awesome bedspread shopping spree starts, so here's a quickie- things are good. I've been married for over a year and even though I have tried (Don't let them lie to you, self-destructive tendencies never EVER go away, you just sometimes work a little harder to ignore them), I've managed to not fuck it up. We're working on moving, and the only [part about that that makes me unhappy is leaving the dogs with my parents. i love the muppies, and so does Nick. (Not to mention, I think that they like him better than they like me, anyway.) But I hate houses, and I think I will always favor apartments.
I quit my job, thankyajeesus. My boss was a complete raving maniac of a bitch, and they weren't paying me nearly enough to deal with her shit for a moment longer. So being the complete grown-up that I am, I quit by not showing up the busiest week of the year, when we're already short two people for the phones, and leaving her a voicemail stating that I expect my paycheck promptly. Now all that's left is to contact the BBB about their thinking that it's funny to ignore picking up wrong items, and the ACLU for the rampant racism and the fact that they have managed to not hire any non-whites (with the exception of me, haha, fuckers, being light-skinned doesn't always mean you're a cracker!) for at least 5 years, and this is a fairly big company.
I'm off. I miss some of you, and i think the ones I dislike I've deleted. Whomever has my number is welcome to call it if you wanna be like "Hey, ho, what's up, lemme buy you a shot for your birthday." Cause it is COMING, and my plan is to get drunker than I have ever ever been (and that's pretty goddamned drunk) and beat the shit out of a random stranger. (I have this thing about recpaturing my youth.)
-L.
I quit my job, thankyajeesus. My boss was a complete raving maniac of a bitch, and they weren't paying me nearly enough to deal with her shit for a moment longer. So being the complete grown-up that I am, I quit by not showing up the busiest week of the year, when we're already short two people for the phones, and leaving her a voicemail stating that I expect my paycheck promptly. Now all that's left is to contact the BBB about their thinking that it's funny to ignore picking up wrong items, and the ACLU for the rampant racism and the fact that they have managed to not hire any non-whites (with the exception of me, haha, fuckers, being light-skinned doesn't always mean you're a cracker!) for at least 5 years, and this is a fairly big company.
I'm off. I miss some of you, and i think the ones I dislike I've deleted. Whomever has my number is welcome to call it if you wanna be like "Hey, ho, what's up, lemme buy you a shot for your birthday." Cause it is COMING, and my plan is to get drunker than I have ever ever been (and that's pretty goddamned drunk) and beat the shit out of a random stranger. (I have this thing about recpaturing my youth.)
-L.