"you make me skeet skeet skeet like a water hose"
My St. Patrick's Day was just like any other day. I'm not Catholic and he wasn't even really a saint. so it's basically a drinking holiday blown way out of proportion.
The hilight was totally Roshan making me a rap mix with the song Jason and I sing every friday on it.
Work was so good tonight. Probably because I wasn't stuck cleaning bathrooms or ripping tickets. And I was with all of the people I love.
Except now I feel really sick because Whitney (i love her so much) and I went on a food run for the managers to McDonalds. And i had food there (which i can't stand...except for McFlurries which isnt really McDonalds food anyhow). Now I feel really greasy and my stomach is doing flips.
SO McDonald's is a large contributing factor to insuring that I have a safe St. Patty's day. I turned down three offers for indulging in two different substances(one made by whitney to go up to state after we got off work...how crazy would that be?) all to rest my feet and my eyes. And in hopes that my stomach would settle.
ps. whitney flashed one of our managers tonight to get some mardi graw beads. she's trying to get fired now that her sweetie pie is being transferred.
AND tyler pierced his nipples. i felt them.
The hilight was totally Roshan making me a rap mix with the song Jason and I sing every friday on it.
Work was so good tonight. Probably because I wasn't stuck cleaning bathrooms or ripping tickets. And I was with all of the people I love.
Except now I feel really sick because Whitney (i love her so much) and I went on a food run for the managers to McDonalds. And i had food there (which i can't stand...except for McFlurries which isnt really McDonalds food anyhow). Now I feel really greasy and my stomach is doing flips.
SO McDonald's is a large contributing factor to insuring that I have a safe St. Patty's day. I turned down three offers for indulging in two different substances(one made by whitney to go up to state after we got off work...how crazy would that be?) all to rest my feet and my eyes. And in hopes that my stomach would settle.
ps. whitney flashed one of our managers tonight to get some mardi graw beads. she's trying to get fired now that her sweetie pie is being transferred.
AND tyler pierced his nipples. i felt them.