May 12, 2005
Last Day of a Three-Day Week Randomness
I have BBQ sauce on my tank top from lunch, and neither Nicholle nor Anne told me about it. Okay, Heathers, we'll just see who gets a Barbie birthday card this year!
Well, yesterday's Plastic Dead People Show put me off deli meats and jerky indefinately. However, it did give Heather a chance to say "corpse" 137 times in an hour, so I guess it was a good day for her. (She has very different "good day" criteria than most.)
In other news, my photo is on the cover of our company's 2004 annual report. Being mailed out over the globe. With my pink, shiney face for all to see. My phone rang this morning, and when I answered it, all I heard was hysterical laughter. Yes, Anne, I know, I'm a retard. And thank you, Senior Claims Adjuster Guy, for pointing out just how shiney my face is. Yes, I'm 35 and still get acne. But you know what else? I'm 35, and I GOT CARDED YESTERDAY! So bite me.
Tomorrow is my first Summer Day (work a little extra for nine days, get every other Friday off), and I'm going power-shopping with Billi and The Children (of the Corn). You know what's awesome about Gurnee Mills? A bajillion stores, vibrating recliners, and sailors. I don't know why, but there's always sailors there. In their cute, tight, white pants. And their jaunty hats.
Anyhoo, my brain has already left work, so Mord is going to have to wait until Monday to be interviewed, and the rest of y'all are gonna have to wait until Monday for a decent blog.
Comments
Ask me your question gate keeper, I am ready...
yeah, really bad. I know
Posted by: Mord at May 12, 2005 04:02 PM
I would've said you were lucky about the day off thing, but that 9-days of extra work just blew that out of the water.
Have fun!
Posted by: Queen of Ass at May 13, 2005 11:34 AM