99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer...
what a wonderous early afternoon entry... it is time for me to waste my time before work and enlighten all the numerous readers about the boring life that belongs to the individual codenamed jenn.
lemme see, i have been doing loads and loads of work. lowe's ain't that bad, i've decided, and mostly everyone is very nice and patient and understanding and all that junk, so it's all good. i must confess, however, that mostly everyone there seems to have known each other for a long period of time and it gets sorta uncomfortable and awkward when they're all standing around each other, chatting about the good times and going out to lunch together, and i'm just sorta like... yeahhhh... the lack of funds is alarming. i'm sure we'll all get to know each other good, but it's always nice to have someone like rachael wandering about so i can have some real conversations.
last night i hungout with the padwon! that was great, seeing as it's been so much time since we've actually been able to hangout again. we had loads of fun watching CSI ("Stalker" is an awesome episode and i can't believe Nick gets thrown from a window!!!!!!!!) and eating loads of chocolate and creating and getting our nails done and all that junk. it was a girl's night out, complete with one misses p and a rambuncious rachael. it was loads of fun. i like just doing chill things like that because it's nice on the wallet and it's relaxing, just hanging around good people. i like that much better than being stuck with assholes all the time.
samantha went to go see the Backstreet Boys at Darien Lake last week. she offered me lawn seats but i declined from the lack of funds, but she emailed me all the pictures. some of them are really awesome - she was close enough to get good pix. so i'm very thrilled - my men are back, whooopie!
okee, gonna go do something else completely pointless for another hour before i gots to go to work. most unfortunately, the car is down at Sam's garage getting fixed (gas leak, never good), which means that my padre's gotta take me to and from work today. that's fine, except that although i'm scheduled until 11pm, i can get out anytime between 1015-1045. he doesn't like waiting in the car and i don't wanna wait outside the building once everybody's left, so i'ma see if i can skip out at 9pm with rachael and just have her take me home, relax, and all that jazz. it might be a better idea. i don't think anyone'll miss me - i'm quite miss-able.
Willy Wonka: Everything in this room is *eat*able. Even I'm *eat*able. But that is called cannibalism, my dear children, and is in fact *frowned* upon in most societies.
God bless Johnny Depp and Tim Burton, that's all i've got to say...