Last Monday one of my bosses approached me at my desk, walking over with this huge grin on her face. “Want to go to Regina?” she says in a tone that suggests “pack your swimsuit and sunglasses!” rather than... well... Regina.
I sort of blanch awkwardly and say “…no” then stare at her blankly, willing that stupid grin to disappear. She giggles a
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What is supremely wacky, however, is your mention of Lip Service! Barely five minutes before I read your entry, in the midst of what is turning into the biggest house cleaning/clearing of all time, I found an old binder from my old D&D days (*is nerdy*) upon which I had put the Lip Service stickers I got when in I was in LA in '89. I hadn't thought about Lip Service in yeeeeears and now it pops up twice in one day! Crazy coincidence.
Anyhow, I'm really sorry to hear about the sucky time you had, no matter that it was all paid for. :(
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That's pretty crazy! I heart their clothing very much and wish I had more money to spend on them! They're gothy punk without being I'M GOTHY PUNK... ya know?
Let's do drinks soon!
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And drinks sound very, very good. Mmmm...boooooze.
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