Odd whines....
I really need to start being organized at night rather then pretend I am able to cope in the morning. This morning I put on the shirt I needed to iron went downstairs to finish making my lunch. Feed cat. Check. Make salad. Check. Find keys. Check. Put on shoes. Check. Go to work. Check. Suddenly remember that I needed to iron that shirt. Oops
You know when you are lying in bed and sometimes you have your arms on you head and you fall asleep that way but then the now (asleep) arms eventually fall and hit you waking you up in a panic cause they are asleep so you can't tell right away what happened. I hate that.
Dear stupid boy at work.
I don't like you . I have never liked you. You are not funny. You are not even vaguely amusing. You are not intelligent. You are not interesting. Discussing, what you consider, relevant 'women' issues will not change this. Talking about and/or finding, news & info and pictures of my current drooling obsession won't change the fact that I dislike you, in fact it's just creepy, so stop it. If you tell me one more time that the cafeteria has diet Lime coke I will kill you.
PS- Moron, we all know you are the boss' snitch and we only a) Tell you things we want him to know or B) Make shit up to mess with you both
PSS - Yes I know you hate Reggae that's one of the reasons I play it so much.
Go away.
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Texx is helping me become more Texan...less the guns :)
I have learned much from this wise woman but the lessons are now becoming serious.....
1) First lesson is--if it's not sweet, it needs to be spicy.
You know when you are lying in bed and sometimes you have your arms on you head and you fall asleep that way but then the now (asleep) arms eventually fall and hit you waking you up in a panic cause they are asleep so you can't tell right away what happened. I hate that.
Dear stupid boy at work.
I don't like you . I have never liked you. You are not funny. You are not even vaguely amusing. You are not intelligent. You are not interesting. Discussing, what you consider, relevant 'women' issues will not change this. Talking about and/or finding, news & info and pictures of my current drooling obsession won't change the fact that I dislike you, in fact it's just creepy, so stop it. If you tell me one more time that the cafeteria has diet Lime coke I will kill you.
PS- Moron, we all know you are the boss' snitch and we only a) Tell you things we want him to know or B) Make shit up to mess with you both
PSS - Yes I know you hate Reggae that's one of the reasons I play it so much.
Go away.
---
Texx is helping me become more Texan...less the guns :)
I have learned much from this wise woman but the lessons are now becoming serious.....
1) First lesson is--if it's not sweet, it needs to be spicy.