BLARGH!
Today started off awesome. Woke up at 5:30, turned the ringer down on my phone so my alarm wouldn't be loud while I was in the shower, and took a shower. I washed my hair too (I have a 'wake up at 5:30 to wash your hair' ritual), and when I got out of the shower, I reset the alarm on my phone to 6:30 to lay down for a power nap.
*light tapping on door* "Roomie? Work just called looking for you."
I sit straight up "FUCK. FUCK FUCK FUCK." and start running around trying to find ANYTHING to put my hair up. I end up with a clip (couldn't find a hair tie OR a scrunchie (SHUT UP) ). I brush my teeth, deodorant up, and get dressed and bolt out the door.
I HAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE being late. It just screws the whole day all to Hell. I show up an hour late for work. No one's upset, and the bar was pretty slow at first so yay me. My appointments today, however...not so much yay me. I had all kinds of issues that were just like *blank stare* ridiculous. I sent out about 3 computers today for liquid damage ("I spilled *beverage* on my Macbook yesterday"). What were you all doing? Sitting around synchronizing your watches and shit? "OK...spill in 3....2....NOW!"
I came home at lunch and dried my hair and finished getting ready for work. Scarfed my sandwich down (I made it last night but forgot to grab it on the way out this morning), and made it back to work with a few minutes to spare. Things flew by today, so that's good. Tomorrow I'm doing repairs so if I'm still all frazzled I'll at least not have to deal with customers. :)
In Nic news, I got another SUPER AWESOME text last night. Ooh. I just stumbled across several, so I'll put them all here for documentating (new word WIN) purposes. "Baby, I love you. You're the best. We go together like PB n Jelly." CHEEEESE. OK this one is super cheese but SO DAMNED AWESOME. We haven't hung out since Friday night, and the beginning of the text talks about how he wishes I was there with him tonight "...you make everything that much better. I truly believe we were meant to be together" UM HI WHAT THE CRAP.
The hilarity ensues when I remember that I've now heard that from three different guys in a row. So I'm like *ALRIGHT STOP*REVERSE GEARS*JUST BRING IT UP TO THE THROAT*GIVE 'ER A LI'L BURP* hesitating and stuff. On the other hand though, it's Nic. How long have I been wanting to hear (or read) those words? Yeah. That's a long time. So he's saying them and I'm *EEEEEEE* about it but at the same time I'm like, "it's cool. Be cool. Bitch be cool."
Am I doing it right??
*light tapping on door* "Roomie? Work just called looking for you."
I sit straight up "FUCK. FUCK FUCK FUCK." and start running around trying to find ANYTHING to put my hair up. I end up with a clip (couldn't find a hair tie OR a scrunchie (SHUT UP) ). I brush my teeth, deodorant up, and get dressed and bolt out the door.
I HAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE being late. It just screws the whole day all to Hell. I show up an hour late for work. No one's upset, and the bar was pretty slow at first so yay me. My appointments today, however...not so much yay me. I had all kinds of issues that were just like *blank stare* ridiculous. I sent out about 3 computers today for liquid damage ("I spilled *beverage* on my Macbook yesterday"). What were you all doing? Sitting around synchronizing your watches and shit? "OK...spill in 3....2....NOW!"
I came home at lunch and dried my hair and finished getting ready for work. Scarfed my sandwich down (I made it last night but forgot to grab it on the way out this morning), and made it back to work with a few minutes to spare. Things flew by today, so that's good. Tomorrow I'm doing repairs so if I'm still all frazzled I'll at least not have to deal with customers. :)
In Nic news, I got another SUPER AWESOME text last night. Ooh. I just stumbled across several, so I'll put them all here for documentating (new word WIN) purposes. "Baby, I love you. You're the best. We go together like PB n Jelly." CHEEEESE. OK this one is super cheese but SO DAMNED AWESOME. We haven't hung out since Friday night, and the beginning of the text talks about how he wishes I was there with him tonight "...you make everything that much better. I truly believe we were meant to be together" UM HI WHAT THE CRAP.
The hilarity ensues when I remember that I've now heard that from three different guys in a row. So I'm like *ALRIGHT STOP*REVERSE GEARS*JUST BRING IT UP TO THE THROAT*GIVE 'ER A LI'L BURP* hesitating and stuff. On the other hand though, it's Nic. How long have I been wanting to hear (or read) those words? Yeah. That's a long time. So he's saying them and I'm *EEEEEEE* about it but at the same time I'm like, "it's cool. Be cool. Bitch be cool."
Am I doing it right??