cancerous ice cream
i don't understand.
our freezer is like... 7 years old, but it still smells like "new plastic."
hrm.
i think i'm going to get fired. i keep calling in sick or having to change my miniscule amount of four hours a day because of doctor's appointments.
they hate me. i think they're hoping i die.
(probably not, but... i feel really guilty for doing that all the time)
so that thing with the pictures that i was talking about... the one that i couldn't tell you guys about yet and i wasn't sure if they were going to like the pictures...?
yeah well, it's all good.
they like the pictures.
AGH! but i still can't tell you guys what they're for... and it's definitely killing me. my gossip bug is about to eat it's way out of my mouth. too many people know already... like, all four of you that would NEVER tell anyways. but that's still too many! AHHHHH! but it's really cool. and i about peed my pants when i got the good news today. actually, i tried to do a cartwheel in the hall... but i kind of fell into the railing going down the steps and that hurt. really bad.
BAD IDEA.
i found peppermint ice cream leftover from christmas at target in the ice cream section today... and it was still good! i am currently enjoying a bowl of it, and it's the best goddamned peppermint ice cream i've ever had. thank you, oh might deity, for creating such a wonderful treat.
kevin linn is my hero (but not a puss) because he's listening to me bitch. and keeping my very entertained which is awesome. otherwise i'd be sitting here drooling on my mismatched outfit instead of figuring out a way to make a small hologrammed version of myself to market and make us both rich.
oh man this is a super sucktastic journal entry.
i'm talking about NOTHING.
blah blah blah peppermint ice cream blah blah blah.
<3
our freezer is like... 7 years old, but it still smells like "new plastic."
hrm.
i think i'm going to get fired. i keep calling in sick or having to change my miniscule amount of four hours a day because of doctor's appointments.
they hate me. i think they're hoping i die.
(probably not, but... i feel really guilty for doing that all the time)
so that thing with the pictures that i was talking about... the one that i couldn't tell you guys about yet and i wasn't sure if they were going to like the pictures...?
yeah well, it's all good.
they like the pictures.
AGH! but i still can't tell you guys what they're for... and it's definitely killing me. my gossip bug is about to eat it's way out of my mouth. too many people know already... like, all four of you that would NEVER tell anyways. but that's still too many! AHHHHH! but it's really cool. and i about peed my pants when i got the good news today. actually, i tried to do a cartwheel in the hall... but i kind of fell into the railing going down the steps and that hurt. really bad.
BAD IDEA.
i found peppermint ice cream leftover from christmas at target in the ice cream section today... and it was still good! i am currently enjoying a bowl of it, and it's the best goddamned peppermint ice cream i've ever had. thank you, oh might deity, for creating such a wonderful treat.
kevin linn is my hero (but not a puss) because he's listening to me bitch. and keeping my very entertained which is awesome. otherwise i'd be sitting here drooling on my mismatched outfit instead of figuring out a way to make a small hologrammed version of myself to market and make us both rich.
oh man this is a super sucktastic journal entry.
i'm talking about NOTHING.
blah blah blah peppermint ice cream blah blah blah.
<3