But I was happy ANYWAYS
Ashley is too tired to live.
But, as I told Lys, today was much better than yesterday. I wore my sisters happy yellow shirt with polka dots and ruffly sleeves, and I got an awesome grade in math, and Boy forgave me for throwing medical equiptment at his head, and all that was good!
Work, unfortunately, was a bit less than desirable. I won't really go into it ... but I just hate meat. Why do I work in a deli? Whyyyyyyy?
:Play of the Interview for Work:
Work Man: 'So, do you have any problems with raw meat?'
My Head: 'Yes. Yes. I hate meat. I hate raw meat. I hate blood. I hate fat. I'm marrying a vegetarian. I hate meat. I hate raw, bloody, meat!!!!'
My Mouth: 'Of course not!'
-_-'
So, yeah, woot for Ashley and RAW, BLOODY MEAT! ... And bloody rags. And chicken fat stuck in the sinks drain that I hate to pull out...
(I said I wouldn't go into it ... but now I did ... and now I will stop.)
(*stops*)
But, as I told Lys, today was much better than yesterday. I wore my sisters happy yellow shirt with polka dots and ruffly sleeves, and I got an awesome grade in math, and Boy forgave me for throwing medical equiptment at his head, and all that was good!
Work, unfortunately, was a bit less than desirable. I won't really go into it ... but I just hate meat. Why do I work in a deli? Whyyyyyyy?
:Play of the Interview for Work:
Work Man: 'So, do you have any problems with raw meat?'
My Head: 'Yes. Yes. I hate meat. I hate raw meat. I hate blood. I hate fat. I'm marrying a vegetarian. I hate meat. I hate raw, bloody, meat!!!!'
My Mouth: 'Of course not!'
-_-'
So, yeah, woot for Ashley and RAW, BLOODY MEAT! ... And bloody rags. And chicken fat stuck in the sinks drain that I hate to pull out...
(I said I wouldn't go into it ... but now I did ... and now I will stop.)
(*stops*)