I'm really sorry Steven, but your bicycle's been stolen.
Felony likes to make working difficult so as to not interfere with me paying attention to her. Here she is laying on my keyboard which made for some pretty interesting computer sounds.
Part of my job is filing. I also have to open the mail and sort it. Today I started sorting the mail and Felony batted it off the desk and then decided to lay on it. She then proceeded to attack my arm when I tried to get it back.
When I got the mail back, she tried to sit on it so I just started stacking it on top of her which she didn't appreciate too much. She immediately went back to attacking the letter-opener, as I'm using it.
I like my little law office setup. I do not, however, like dealing with people who, as I answer the phone, yell into my ear "I WANNA TALK TO MY LAWYA!!!"
Work is very easy though. I hope I can hold onto it once school starts back. I hope I can stay at Wish too but if I do, I'll probably only be able to work weekends and holidays (poop).
None of the boys are really speaking to me now. The men in my life like to give me time to forget about them before they call me again so as to always keep our relationship new and exciting.
In very exciting news. Whitnae's big b-day is this weekend. Sara and I are throwing a rather large pahtay to celebrate. Lots of booze, lots of music, and lots of drunken Rachel wandering around going "I'm so huuuuuungry". Yes, for some reason I've developed this weird habit of eating when I drink. I get really bad cravings for salty, greasy, fatty foods.
In less exciting news, I've dedicated an LJ page to my roommate Sara's horrible habits that drive Whitney and I crazy. You can check it out at
killmyflatmate. I've been updating pretty regularly, which means Sara pisses me off a lot.
Gah rent is due in a week or so and I need money. This paycheck coming up better be a good one. Or...I don't know what I'll do.