why don't you people tip me for my absolutely perky spunk? do i not make your drinks PERFECT for you
well. well well well.
the coffeeshop is rather slow right now, and i've already cleaned everything im capable of cleaning. and did some tech support with coffeeshopmanager, because the printer's blades are acting weird and not cutting. why don't you people tip me for my absolutely perky spunk? do i not make your drinks PERFECT for you, everytime, without complaint? Do i not take it out to you whe you are not paying attention and impatient, just to help make your day a litle easier? so you can taste my perfect cup of steamed (or iced, if you specified) happiness????
another day in the life of reilly.
erick is pissing me off, and i cant find my grading sheet that was supposed to be enclosed in my ap portfolio. So i don't really know my score. And looking back on the artwork isent in...yuck. I call myself an artist? not worthy.
i had a dream about this vampire who kept trying to get into a three story mansion i had just bought. After walked home from the trainwreck in my dream, and watching it happen in the cave with my laptop (the cave was drippy and wet. i must have been some water challenged mutant) this witch chased after me, trying to pinch my sides and tell me something. I wasnt listening, though,because she was a halloween witch, and obviously wasnt worth being taken seriously. everyone knows real witches don't relish that tacky orange and purple stocking deal. So i walked home, located a mint green stingray in the driveway, and walked up to the porch. Hearing a noise behind me, I turned around, and there was this vampire with his red tongue hanging out. He advanced on me, trying to push his way into the mansion, and i told him to STOP trying to scare me, and that it wasnt working, because real vampires dont have red human tongues, and that he couldnt come in because, if he was a REAL vampire, he wasn't invited, and vampires cannot go anywhere they are not invited. That sort of pushed him off, but i kicked him in the chest anyways, sending him flying back a few feet before i slammed the door on him. The rest of the dream consisted of him trying to find a way in, seducing my sister, and hacking into my computer system and all that.
damned vampires.
i get off work at 5 today. ineed a laptop. and a car.
ugh, you cant afford insurance, reilly. its the bus for you, love.
i want to go see batman tonight.
the coffeeshop is rather slow right now, and i've already cleaned everything im capable of cleaning. and did some tech support with coffeeshopmanager, because the printer's blades are acting weird and not cutting. why don't you people tip me for my absolutely perky spunk? do i not make your drinks PERFECT for you, everytime, without complaint? Do i not take it out to you whe you are not paying attention and impatient, just to help make your day a litle easier? so you can taste my perfect cup of steamed (or iced, if you specified) happiness????
another day in the life of reilly.
erick is pissing me off, and i cant find my grading sheet that was supposed to be enclosed in my ap portfolio. So i don't really know my score. And looking back on the artwork isent in...yuck. I call myself an artist? not worthy.
i had a dream about this vampire who kept trying to get into a three story mansion i had just bought. After walked home from the trainwreck in my dream, and watching it happen in the cave with my laptop (the cave was drippy and wet. i must have been some water challenged mutant) this witch chased after me, trying to pinch my sides and tell me something. I wasnt listening, though,because she was a halloween witch, and obviously wasnt worth being taken seriously. everyone knows real witches don't relish that tacky orange and purple stocking deal. So i walked home, located a mint green stingray in the driveway, and walked up to the porch. Hearing a noise behind me, I turned around, and there was this vampire with his red tongue hanging out. He advanced on me, trying to push his way into the mansion, and i told him to STOP trying to scare me, and that it wasnt working, because real vampires dont have red human tongues, and that he couldnt come in because, if he was a REAL vampire, he wasn't invited, and vampires cannot go anywhere they are not invited. That sort of pushed him off, but i kicked him in the chest anyways, sending him flying back a few feet before i slammed the door on him. The rest of the dream consisted of him trying to find a way in, seducing my sister, and hacking into my computer system and all that.
damned vampires.
i get off work at 5 today. ineed a laptop. and a car.
ugh, you cant afford insurance, reilly. its the bus for you, love.
i want to go see batman tonight.