There really is no good subject.
Really now...elderly folk are so cute, no? Um, I have like no hours this coming week so that sucks. As my schedule stands now, I work dinner Friday, breakfast and lunch Saturday and breakfast Sunday. I don't do Sundays. So...here is...The Plan. That's right, capital letters. I'm gonna check it out, see if someone would like to do a switcheroo on that Sunday shift for a weekday evening. Then after Phase One of my plan...which was, yes, that, I will take a day from my dearest and most loveed Mommy. I don't know why I tell you this, I'm sure you're like, "Come on Becca, this is boring and I don't really care about your job or work schedule..." But, lucky for you I'm done.
My shower was kinda cold. Yeah. Bummer. The finches which I bought for the aforementioned Mommy are perched on their wee perch, just chilling. I guess that that Mommy is returnming tomorrow to get the last of this particular breed of finch and a little nest. As for me, I'm hoping that my parents remain together and in love, for the rule set forth by a certain Daddy was..."NO MORE ANIMALS." Six cats, four snakes, six birds, a ferret, a rat, a chinchilla and some fish and stuff does not constitute a zoo. I mean, I worked at a zoo...they had way more. Oh and two dogs...soon to be no dogs though. Um, Jake is dying next Saturday...yes, come say farewells. And as for Keisha...well...anyone in the market for a fabulous, fat, not-very-active Akita? She can't be around other animals. Ideally, she would go with an older person or maybe a college person. She's special needs.
My hands are ridiculously dry.
I've not been exactly inundated with time to do things which I actually want to do. Oh, and, heh, got a little workplace crush. Whoops. I do believe the dishes-broken-by-our-friend-Becca count has risen to five...three of which being today. Hmm. Apparently My Mommy (I really don't know why I keep capitalizing that) was a bit concerned about me taking this job. Not because I'm not smart, capable or decent with people though. No. More because I was supposedly on the uncoordinated side as a youngin. Yeah, I'd be at the dinner table one minute then WOOP, where'd I go?! It was like "Whoa, now you see me, now you don't!" OK, this is beginning to bore me. Later
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"I have a big zit" "I wear a hairnet now!"
Just thought I'd share...I'm obviously in the sharing mood.
My shower was kinda cold. Yeah. Bummer. The finches which I bought for the aforementioned Mommy are perched on their wee perch, just chilling. I guess that that Mommy is returnming tomorrow to get the last of this particular breed of finch and a little nest. As for me, I'm hoping that my parents remain together and in love, for the rule set forth by a certain Daddy was..."NO MORE ANIMALS." Six cats, four snakes, six birds, a ferret, a rat, a chinchilla and some fish and stuff does not constitute a zoo. I mean, I worked at a zoo...they had way more. Oh and two dogs...soon to be no dogs though. Um, Jake is dying next Saturday...yes, come say farewells. And as for Keisha...well...anyone in the market for a fabulous, fat, not-very-active Akita? She can't be around other animals. Ideally, she would go with an older person or maybe a college person. She's special needs.
My hands are ridiculously dry.
I've not been exactly inundated with time to do things which I actually want to do. Oh, and, heh, got a little workplace crush. Whoops. I do believe the dishes-broken-by-our-friend-Becca count has risen to five...three of which being today. Hmm. Apparently My Mommy (I really don't know why I keep capitalizing that) was a bit concerned about me taking this job. Not because I'm not smart, capable or decent with people though. No. More because I was supposedly on the uncoordinated side as a youngin. Yeah, I'd be at the dinner table one minute then WOOP, where'd I go?! It was like "Whoa, now you see me, now you don't!" OK, this is beginning to bore me. Later
PS-Previous subject titles:
Just thought I'd share...I'm obviously in the sharing mood.