Aug 14, 2007 20:53
Three more days left and Jimmy John's. That means only 3 days of dealing with a particular bitch, only 3 days of feasting mine eyes upon one of the most potentially physically worship-able bodies ever, 3 days of random awkward fake arguments with my bosses, and 3 days of actually having a job -
a.) at all.
b). where I actually know what I'm doing.
c). that I partially enjoy.
Only time will tell. After work tomorrow I have to get fancied up and drive to EL for an interview. A very important interview. Pray for me.
I cut myself at work today. One of my last days and I slice open my middle finger making a #6. I don't know how these things happen, honestly. One slip and a new knife and you're on the train to bleedyville. I hope they grabbed and new knife and a new piece of bread. Otherwise... ew.
In other news, Sny-Phi is apparently gorgeous (I will hopefully get a sneak peek tomorrow) and t-minus 8 days until we move in. I am very excited, indeed.
It seems like the ratio of celebrities that appear to be on crack is increasing exponentially - almost high enough to rival Jimmy Johns... :O. Look at any reality-talent show and you'll see at least one crackhead. Seriously people, do you know what's in that stuff? I do, and it's enough to make me stay the hell away.
In conclusion, I need to write more. And take some allergy pills, good heavens.
Oh man. *sigh*