(no subject)
Don't you love it when you read something amazing? When you come across something that is so powerful your heart momentarily stops beating from the shock at discovering something so beautiful. And you find yourself wondering what kind of person would have the strength, courage and conviction to write something so profound and honest. The person I am writing about will never know I am referring to them because they don't know I even exist in this world. I have no connection to them whatsoever. But I still feel the need to offer my congratulations for writing a heartfelt and moving passage that will almost certainly be disrespected. And I don't believe I have the integrity to defend it.
Aaaanyway moving right along to something less cryptic......the back has indeed caved in upon itself. Last night I didn't get to sleep till 4am and had to get up at 6:30am to go to work but I found myself full of mysterious energy. I don't know where it came from I was just delighted and ever so peachy keen to be at that dreadful establishment known as Morayfield. Aka home of the smellies. I was so excited when I made a sale this morning that I very nearly rang up Hugo well before his wake up time just to say "I GOT A SALE WOO!" and then hang up again. But I didn't. I let the poor boy sleep and smsed him later on in the afternoon.
This new thing Foxtel has going is that every sale you make at the kiosk, you get to pick an envelope at random. The envelopes are sealed and inside each one is a slip with the words "CONGRATULATIONS YOU HAVE JUST WON...." and then some silly prize. I have been winning lame prizes like caps and rulers. Mark has been winning awesome prizes like chocolate indulgence packs. Today I opened up my envelope and it said "CONGRATULATIONS YOU HAVE JUST WON....A FOXTEL BATHROBE!" and I went "YESSSS!!!! A BATHROBE!!! WOOOO!!!!!!!!". Who ever thought I would get so excited over a stupid bathrobe. I was just so glad it wasn't something else as equally lame as a TV1 ruler. I don't know what I'm going to do with a bathrobe...maybe I'll frame it or something.
I have already given away my prize of a 'Move One' cap to Hugo as a congratulatory gift for getting into business at QUT. He was thrilled as a baby with no legs.
Oh my gaaawd in other news today I was in the food court and I saw a humungus fat lady in a wheel chair because she was probably so fat she couldn't walk. And the wheel chair was like super-size-me to accomodate her weight. And she was sitting there stuffing her face with a large Mcdonalds meal. Some people just sicken me fo shizzle.
Well I've nothing else to say I suppose.
We have new shirts to wear at work advertising our new promotions. All the boys I've seen have been given mediums. Guess what? I have mens large again. WHYYYY???? I was so flustered this morning whilst I stood in the filthy bathrooms pinning up my shirt with safety pins that I damn near cried. I had to hold my breathe to stop the tears I swear. I hate looking like white trash, even in white trash central.
~Sare
Aaaanyway moving right along to something less cryptic......the back has indeed caved in upon itself. Last night I didn't get to sleep till 4am and had to get up at 6:30am to go to work but I found myself full of mysterious energy. I don't know where it came from I was just delighted and ever so peachy keen to be at that dreadful establishment known as Morayfield. Aka home of the smellies. I was so excited when I made a sale this morning that I very nearly rang up Hugo well before his wake up time just to say "I GOT A SALE WOO!" and then hang up again. But I didn't. I let the poor boy sleep and smsed him later on in the afternoon.
This new thing Foxtel has going is that every sale you make at the kiosk, you get to pick an envelope at random. The envelopes are sealed and inside each one is a slip with the words "CONGRATULATIONS YOU HAVE JUST WON...." and then some silly prize. I have been winning lame prizes like caps and rulers. Mark has been winning awesome prizes like chocolate indulgence packs. Today I opened up my envelope and it said "CONGRATULATIONS YOU HAVE JUST WON....A FOXTEL BATHROBE!" and I went "YESSSS!!!! A BATHROBE!!! WOOOO!!!!!!!!". Who ever thought I would get so excited over a stupid bathrobe. I was just so glad it wasn't something else as equally lame as a TV1 ruler. I don't know what I'm going to do with a bathrobe...maybe I'll frame it or something.
I have already given away my prize of a 'Move One' cap to Hugo as a congratulatory gift for getting into business at QUT. He was thrilled as a baby with no legs.
Oh my gaaawd in other news today I was in the food court and I saw a humungus fat lady in a wheel chair because she was probably so fat she couldn't walk. And the wheel chair was like super-size-me to accomodate her weight. And she was sitting there stuffing her face with a large Mcdonalds meal. Some people just sicken me fo shizzle.
Well I've nothing else to say I suppose.
We have new shirts to wear at work advertising our new promotions. All the boys I've seen have been given mediums. Guess what? I have mens large again. WHYYYY???? I was so flustered this morning whilst I stood in the filthy bathrooms pinning up my shirt with safety pins that I damn near cried. I had to hold my breathe to stop the tears I swear. I hate looking like white trash, even in white trash central.
~Sare