yip

Jan 04, 2005 12:56

Dearest Colleen,
Hello. It's not that long till you're leaving me and deep inside I'm crying for you to stay. What will i do at work? Will i even go? What ever shall I do on truck day? Who will i eat my jet bread with? Who will i be sneaking off to smoke with? Oh yeah i forgot i quit or something. Like i was saying... Who will i stand up at the front and talk to while i look at magazines? Will i ever one day come to work on time just to show you i can? No point now. You won't be there to see me in my finest moment of punching in on time. Work will never be the same again and andrea (though she's wonderful) will never be able to take your place. Nothing is ever going to be the same again.
On another note, i have dyed the under half of my hair black. It's rockin. I'm thinking of attending the landmark forum. Karl went and he really got a lot out of it and he thinks it might be good for me so i'm probably going to do it in the spring. We'll see how everything goes for the next few months. Well i gotta go to work cause i'm almost late.
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