popsicles and espionage...
so i had to work by myself last night. they were already short staffed, and then steve called in, so they pulled daniel out of building one and put him in building four, because building four needs two staff and one can get by with just one. so of course i spent most of the night creeping myself out and being extra scared because i was alone. and i had to do all the cleaning by myself, which sucks hardcore. but the real reason the night was the trash was because i was supposed to work with daniel last night and then i did not. i only have a few more nights working at ashley court and then i go to new york for a while, so i am quickly running low on hanging out with friends from home time. i do not see daniel outside of work very much, so i take what i can get. there are not many people i will seriously miss, because i do not really have many real friends at home... pretty much just colin actually. and then some acquaintances that i see occasionally. but yeah, colin and daniel, i will miss you guys ridiculously.
i am actually a bit annoyed with colin right now... for talking to people that he should not be talking to reasons and for other, illegal reasons that will not be mentioned further. but i still love you, colin! just quit being so damn dumb.
in more exciting news: mer and i leave for new york in eight days. yay! and there seems to be a possiblity of meeting ubergehirn/chad in nyc, which could be fun and exciting. and i am excited for my handbag buying ban to be lifted... which mer has so wonderfully enforced since i acquired celia... and also for new shoes! i am in love with these cherry red leather docs. and also the oddly colored kangaroos. and a ridiculous pair of diesel sneakers. pictures of desired shoes to come... yay!
oh, and about the subject... i guess i should explain popsicles and espionage... i got new pajama pants with popsicles on them and they are ridiculously comfortable. and i am spying on someone for someone else, both of whom will remain unnamed to protect the awesome and the ridiculously bitchy. so yeah. popsicles and espionage.
and now i shall leave you with a quote from on the road by kerouac.... because i like it...
"...the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'awww!'"
i am actually a bit annoyed with colin right now... for talking to people that he should not be talking to reasons and for other, illegal reasons that will not be mentioned further. but i still love you, colin! just quit being so damn dumb.
in more exciting news: mer and i leave for new york in eight days. yay! and there seems to be a possiblity of meeting ubergehirn/chad in nyc, which could be fun and exciting. and i am excited for my handbag buying ban to be lifted... which mer has so wonderfully enforced since i acquired celia... and also for new shoes! i am in love with these cherry red leather docs. and also the oddly colored kangaroos. and a ridiculous pair of diesel sneakers. pictures of desired shoes to come... yay!
oh, and about the subject... i guess i should explain popsicles and espionage... i got new pajama pants with popsicles on them and they are ridiculously comfortable. and i am spying on someone for someone else, both of whom will remain unnamed to protect the awesome and the ridiculously bitchy. so yeah. popsicles and espionage.
and now i shall leave you with a quote from on the road by kerouac.... because i like it...
"...the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'awww!'"