I repeat: MY PEOPLE.

Jan 23, 2006 11:51

And did I mention the two-gallon bottle of Bailey's in the company refrigerator? No? Oh.

Well, THERE'S A MASSIVE FUCKING BOTTLE OF BAILEY'S IN THE REFRIGERATOR. I may have put so much in my coffee that I should eat a thing or two before I head out for lunch. It's possible. I drank the last of the coffee, so I was poking around in the cabinets in the kitchen to look for more, and then I thought maybe they'd keep it in the freezer, or the fridge, so I open the fridge and BAILEY'S OMG.

This was a bad morning (slept in, half hour late to work, computers at work were down, went to go get coffee, spilled sixteen fluid ounces of hot, tasty coffee all [and believe me, I do mean aaaaaallllll] over myself and the interior of my car [and there was POOLING, pooling everywhere, in my speedometer and my speaker and the little handholdy thing in my door], swore loudly, drove home to soak my clothes in cold water in the kitchen sink, forgot to turn the water off, almost drowned the microwave, almost froze my hands off because the water was that cold), but then there was Bailey's. And soon there will be cheesecake, and lunching, and then getting things done! And then buying books and advising and omg THESIS.

SOMEBODY GIVE ME A NEW MONDAY. MINE IS DEFECTIVE.

I love how updating LJ makes me feel like less of a slacker than reading fic, because at least I SOUND busy. *types*

work, ow, coffee

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