Feb 24, 2008 22:30
I'd love to go to bed, now.
But -- I have quite a messy room, and a lot of homework due tomorrow. :)
Nothing back from the jazz club. Of course, I did only just e-mail them an hour ago.. but still.
I just got an e-mail from my boss (mind you, he's been my boss for ONE year and ONE month) and it reads:
EliZabeth,
i have to talk to u. call me tommorrow afternoon at the store
Tim
relentlessly influencing a healthy body.
Okay, let me point out everything wrong with that.
1) MY NAME ISN'T ELIZABETH, TIM!
2) i have to talk to u. Enough said.
3) tommorrow?
4) relentlessly influencing a healthy body. << You may not think there is anything wrong with that signature, but my boss, Tim, weighs over 400 pounds.. no exaggeration. I swear.
But, I am really really really crossing my fingers.. and praying.. I'll get fired.
Oh please, oh please, oh please!!
fat tim,
work,
music