Short but sweet
Everyone look at my new icon...and BOW DOWN. Harry farted. Every time I see it I giggle. Just goes to show that turning 22 last month has done absolutely NOTHING for my maturity level. This could also be exemplified by the fact that I spent 15 min. at work today discussing poop with another waitress. Of course, that doesn't say much for her either. Health Dept. guy was there today, freaked everyone out...gloves, gloves, and more gloves! Must store silverware VERTICALLY in drawer...Windex does not smell right... BLAH BLAH BLAH.
You know what?
I think I had too much wine with dinner. *is slightly tipsy* Dude, I had awful cramps and a backache and was exhausted...so naturally I had lots of ice cream and red wine. DUR.
*sigh* Dunno if I'll be able to go see Chris in Asheville next Sat. though I wanted to v. badly. Fucking rock stars. Thanksgiving should be fun; depending on when I have to work (which they still haven't told me, bastards) I'm either going to Charleston w/my parents and eating at the v. ritzy Charleston Chops, or I'm going over to Sarah's and having obscene amounts of food and wine with her crazy family. So yeah, either way I'll have fun. I just...wish I could see Chris again. Hell, I wish I could see COREY again. Hmmph. Corey. Mr. I'm-Perfect-But-I-Live-In-LA. Damn him.
Heheh, another funny work-ism. We were talking about guys, and I was complaining about being single and Kristen's all "Thomas likes blondes." And then Brandynn's all "Thomas just likes GIRLS." And then Kristen's all "Yeah, and the son of a bitch never busses his tables either." And then Brandynn's all "Yeah, does he ever do ANYTHING?" And then Eric pipes in from behind the bar, "Yeah, I'm pretty sure he spreads herpes." *collapses into hysterical laughter* Yes, we're easily amused at Da Lobstah.
You know what?
I think I had too much wine with dinner. *is slightly tipsy* Dude, I had awful cramps and a backache and was exhausted...so naturally I had lots of ice cream and red wine. DUR.
*sigh* Dunno if I'll be able to go see Chris in Asheville next Sat. though I wanted to v. badly. Fucking rock stars. Thanksgiving should be fun; depending on when I have to work (which they still haven't told me, bastards) I'm either going to Charleston w/my parents and eating at the v. ritzy Charleston Chops, or I'm going over to Sarah's and having obscene amounts of food and wine with her crazy family. So yeah, either way I'll have fun. I just...wish I could see Chris again. Hell, I wish I could see COREY again. Hmmph. Corey. Mr. I'm-Perfect-But-I-Live-In-LA. Damn him.
Heheh, another funny work-ism. We were talking about guys, and I was complaining about being single and Kristen's all "Thomas likes blondes." And then Brandynn's all "Thomas just likes GIRLS." And then Kristen's all "Yeah, and the son of a bitch never busses his tables either." And then Brandynn's all "Yeah, does he ever do ANYTHING?" And then Eric pipes in from behind the bar, "Yeah, I'm pretty sure he spreads herpes." *collapses into hysterical laughter* Yes, we're easily amused at Da Lobstah.