Saturday night was the first time since I came home from festival that I forgot to worry about LeeAnn. She quit work after an incredibly nasty break-up with one of our locals and I haven't seen here since. It's been over three weeks ( Read more... )

Sometimes I forget how much my job rocks. Saturday night I was so bored I started thinking in alliteration. "Four fine, fat pheasants left the forest laughing." The idea that I could spell the f sound (there must be a better way to express that) three different ways pleased me greatly ( Read more... )

So. I was fired today. That was different.

( How it went down. )

Halibut rocks. Getting sent home from work to fetch a joint rocks even harder.