yea, i'm full of IT today...
hrmph. i'm congenitally missing a wisdom tooth. just one, mind you. Who the hell has an odd number of teeth--naturally--? i guess i do. i should start a club and be the only member. fucking weirdo. the good news is that none of them have surfaced, so i get to be put under for the procedure (i guess it's also good that i'm missing a tooth that i'll never use and not a finger, or a nose). i hope they let me see the teeth after they come out. (keep them, even? *grins and nods*) fun stuff.
Shannon (romanyk)--one of my friends from Kindergarten found me on myspace... she's engaged. to a guy i know--kinda (josh belzile). weirdness beyond weirdness. can't wait to hear from her, though. goody goody.
(facebook's horoscope has been pretty accurate this week)
finally got into contact with katie. she's about as dull as i am, but sickeningly sweet as ever. erg. i love hating nice people. but i'm trying to like her. actually i think i do like her it's just habit not to. poop. poop poop poop. Jordan.... if it weren't for you I would not have these dilemmas. damned my confused pancake for a brain.
feb 5 will be my first day back at beanworld, only this time i'm going to learn how to run the show from those who do it best. not my career of choice, but they will work with my schedule and the management's by far the best i've found... good students need good teachers, right? and i no longer have to spend 12 hours a day putting inserts or security tags inside of dvd cases (yes that was an or, not an and). *perk*
i've been dancing all morning. carlo and i did a full taebo-out at 6am today. i feel really, really fucking feisty.
i'm starting to dislike my days off when carlo's not here. i feel guilty that i should be doing something, and yet i dont know what to do. she doesnt want me doing laundry today, there's no point in mopping because we're going to do that before we wax the floor but i don't know a single thing about floor wax (ceiling wax, on the other hand... well, we'll leave that to the oysters *smirk*), and it's too cold and wet to move/burn branches around the yard. bitch bitch bitch... fuck it, i'll move when my legs go numb.
oh. and on another lovely note- i love my job at sony. i also love the two women whose names i've already forgotten that i worked with Tuesday. I especially love the fact that I have been entrusted with the knowledge of how many times (2-5) they have to shit when they go to the store, and that if they take too long in getting home from work, their bowel inhibitors wear off and they shit themselves (and strip in the shower), and, --wait for it-- BEST OF ALL-- if they eat lettuce, they shit chunks of lettuce twenty minutes later. go You and your IBS!!
I just wanted to share that with you. I wish that I could have memorized the full three hour conversation to transcribe it for you into the pages of my livejournal, but, thankfully, I have already started blocking it out. I'm also thankful that I've already forgotten all the details of their cheating husbands' affairs. woo hoo... i suppose i need to find a few hobbies before all that i have to discuss with coworkers are my excretion issues. poop.
right, so... one of you should call and entertain me. wanna dance with me? you know you want to....
Shannon (romanyk)--one of my friends from Kindergarten found me on myspace... she's engaged. to a guy i know--kinda (josh belzile). weirdness beyond weirdness. can't wait to hear from her, though. goody goody.
(facebook's horoscope has been pretty accurate this week)
finally got into contact with katie. she's about as dull as i am, but sickeningly sweet as ever. erg. i love hating nice people. but i'm trying to like her. actually i think i do like her it's just habit not to. poop. poop poop poop. Jordan.... if it weren't for you I would not have these dilemmas. damned my confused pancake for a brain.
feb 5 will be my first day back at beanworld, only this time i'm going to learn how to run the show from those who do it best. not my career of choice, but they will work with my schedule and the management's by far the best i've found... good students need good teachers, right? and i no longer have to spend 12 hours a day putting inserts or security tags inside of dvd cases (yes that was an or, not an and). *perk*
i've been dancing all morning. carlo and i did a full taebo-out at 6am today. i feel really, really fucking feisty.
i'm starting to dislike my days off when carlo's not here. i feel guilty that i should be doing something, and yet i dont know what to do. she doesnt want me doing laundry today, there's no point in mopping because we're going to do that before we wax the floor but i don't know a single thing about floor wax (ceiling wax, on the other hand... well, we'll leave that to the oysters *smirk*), and it's too cold and wet to move/burn branches around the yard. bitch bitch bitch... fuck it, i'll move when my legs go numb.
oh. and on another lovely note- i love my job at sony. i also love the two women whose names i've already forgotten that i worked with Tuesday. I especially love the fact that I have been entrusted with the knowledge of how many times (2-5) they have to shit when they go to the store, and that if they take too long in getting home from work, their bowel inhibitors wear off and they shit themselves (and strip in the shower), and, --wait for it-- BEST OF ALL-- if they eat lettuce, they shit chunks of lettuce twenty minutes later. go You and your IBS!!
I just wanted to share that with you. I wish that I could have memorized the full three hour conversation to transcribe it for you into the pages of my livejournal, but, thankfully, I have already started blocking it out. I'm also thankful that I've already forgotten all the details of their cheating husbands' affairs. woo hoo... i suppose i need to find a few hobbies before all that i have to discuss with coworkers are my excretion issues. poop.
right, so... one of you should call and entertain me. wanna dance with me? you know you want to....