I feel like typing.
Oh yes. I work Saturday night, so no Sam Roberts/Matt Mays pour moi.
I REALLY had fun at Gillian's party. Wow. That is like the happiest drunk I've ever been, and I was still smiling the next day even with a headache and apparently grinned like a doofus the whole night before haha. But then I get to work and find out I'm working ALONE on a fucking Tuesday night (you all know this is "cheap night") and I was fucking pissed off. So I was being a bitch to everyone, guest and coworker. And then I got in a lard fight lmfao, that made my night for sure, it was fucking hilarious. I thought it was over and I go around the corner and get hit in the face oh my god I can't even describe how hard I laughed. It got stuck in my hair and all over my freshly washed uniform and I was still wiping some off my cheek when I went to serve a guest, it was priceless. And then the man looked at me REALLy odd, and theres Dan running around the back laughing his ass off. Like it couldn't look any worse. But yeah, it turned out not to be that bad, Lauren pretty much closed for me and I got to leave an hour early.
So I get to go to America for the first time, I know this is lame, and I'm certainly not going to New York or anything, but I'm still pretty excited minus the fact that I'm leaving at like 9 am. So my mom thought I was going today I guess so she found my birth certificate fo me and left a note that says:
"claim ipod @ Canadian Border
-no mouthing off to American Border
-Be prepared for Rubber Glove!!"
UMMM.. Yes, I'm going to get there and be like "YANKEE FUCKAS!! Y'ALL R DOUCHEBAGGGZZ!!" and then I'm going to moon them and dare them to stick their fingers up my hoonhan. Thumbs up. I love planning ahead.
I just saw a skittles commercial and now I want some. I need to clean my room. But screw that I'm going to summer in the parks weeeee freegrooouuuuuuuuuunnnndd!
I REALLY had fun at Gillian's party. Wow. That is like the happiest drunk I've ever been, and I was still smiling the next day even with a headache and apparently grinned like a doofus the whole night before haha. But then I get to work and find out I'm working ALONE on a fucking Tuesday night (you all know this is "cheap night") and I was fucking pissed off. So I was being a bitch to everyone, guest and coworker. And then I got in a lard fight lmfao, that made my night for sure, it was fucking hilarious. I thought it was over and I go around the corner and get hit in the face oh my god I can't even describe how hard I laughed. It got stuck in my hair and all over my freshly washed uniform and I was still wiping some off my cheek when I went to serve a guest, it was priceless. And then the man looked at me REALLy odd, and theres Dan running around the back laughing his ass off. Like it couldn't look any worse. But yeah, it turned out not to be that bad, Lauren pretty much closed for me and I got to leave an hour early.
So I get to go to America for the first time, I know this is lame, and I'm certainly not going to New York or anything, but I'm still pretty excited minus the fact that I'm leaving at like 9 am. So my mom thought I was going today I guess so she found my birth certificate fo me and left a note that says:
"claim ipod @ Canadian Border
-no mouthing off to American Border
-Be prepared for Rubber Glove!!"
UMMM.. Yes, I'm going to get there and be like "YANKEE FUCKAS!! Y'ALL R DOUCHEBAGGGZZ!!" and then I'm going to moon them and dare them to stick their fingers up my hoonhan. Thumbs up. I love planning ahead.
I just saw a skittles commercial and now I want some. I need to clean my room. But screw that I'm going to summer in the parks weeeee freegrooouuuuuuuuuunnnndd!