The story of today
Today was a big ole bag of suck. Personified in the nacho cheese. We all know I have a fondness for the "whadya call cheese that ain't yours?" joke (the answer of course, being, "nacho cheese!"). Well, tonight, I was making someone's nachos, and I realized that the cheese was coming out a little wonky, so I took the top of the cheesamathingie to have a looksie. Well, that led to a veritable waterfall of processed cheese goop. SOOOOOOOOOOOOO disgusting. And guess who got to clean it up? You guessed it. Me. Yick. I simultaneously felt like two different Magic School Bus characters. Arnold, cuz I knew when I woke up from my nap between my two shifts (10-4, 6-11:30), that nothing good could come of my going back to work; and that annoying girl who's always saying, "At my old school _________", because we never would have had this problem with the old nachos. And I just found out that I have to go to the bloody damn dentist before I go to work tomorrow. Just what I wanted, mum. Thanks a bundle. Now I have to wake up an hour early. Growl!
Oh well. 3 days and an English paper to go until NOLA for New Year's Eve.
<3 to all.
Miss B.
Oh well. 3 days and an English paper to go until NOLA for New Year's Eve.
<3 to all.
Miss B.