last night i dreamed
i was trying to out diva paris hilton in a ladies room. recently my dreams take place in the ladies room.
i looked at my watch and realized it was nearly midnight and kaari and i had arrived at 6pm for work to watch the two new girls bomb and then clean up the mess. kaari was really flirtatious with me as usual. i got out of his car and stef found us. they left and i went to ladies room. one of the girls i was really concerned with as competition to my job standing. so that probably had much to do with my excessive getting ready project in the ladies. it was very crowded and di was shamelessly using up like 6 or six stalls at a time. i brought my bag and contents of my car i assume and unloaded. wow, for a full 6 hours! i had like 3 curling irons plugged in at various electrical outlets. lots of clothes and make up. i would be in 1 restroom and there would be a line outside and i would smile and move to another stall that looked reserved and was actually another stall i was occupying. i remember paris hilton coming in with a couple of girls and setting up for primping. but i had more stuff. she pretended not to notice me but i could tell she did, was interested and felt a bit competitive. after 6 hours i was wondering if i was ever going to see the girls. after 6 hours, i didnt look like i had made much progress.
i looked at my watch and realized it was nearly midnight and kaari and i had arrived at 6pm for work to watch the two new girls bomb and then clean up the mess. kaari was really flirtatious with me as usual. i got out of his car and stef found us. they left and i went to ladies room. one of the girls i was really concerned with as competition to my job standing. so that probably had much to do with my excessive getting ready project in the ladies. it was very crowded and di was shamelessly using up like 6 or six stalls at a time. i brought my bag and contents of my car i assume and unloaded. wow, for a full 6 hours! i had like 3 curling irons plugged in at various electrical outlets. lots of clothes and make up. i would be in 1 restroom and there would be a line outside and i would smile and move to another stall that looked reserved and was actually another stall i was occupying. i remember paris hilton coming in with a couple of girls and setting up for primping. but i had more stuff. she pretended not to notice me but i could tell she did, was interested and felt a bit competitive. after 6 hours i was wondering if i was ever going to see the girls. after 6 hours, i didnt look like i had made much progress.