I don't think I'm going to type this entry in paragraphs. I am quite dissatisfied with my feet as of late. Ever since I started this job, my feet have been disgusting. You would think my feet would be more disgusting while waiting tables, not working in an office. Granted, my feet don't smell bad anymore (unless it's a rainy day and the material of
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And yeah...G is my pookie. I'd offer to share him, but I'm very greedy in that aspect. Haha. And like I said...if all of his friends weren't musicians I'd get him to set you up. Haha...hopefully none of his friends will get too pissed when they read that. They don't know what I mean by that, anyway.
The guy that says the "Band-Aid" thing is the same guy I was telling you about the other day - the crazy one that's probably dead in a ditch somewhere. Hopefully he won't read this, either. But at this point...I don't care. It would be nice to know if he was still alive, though.
And I really don't get this whole Britney Spears thing. Just leave her alone. I mean, like, sometimes people unintentionally flash their coworkers, you know? If those people can go without notice at work (other than maybe someone who has a "secret" crush on the person and pays attention to their every move), Britney should be able ( ... )
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Yeah, Britney Spears and I are two of a kind!
You are so crazy with this birthday party. You crack me up. I thought we were doing the party for every holiday instead?
Yay you tease me now! You like me! You really, really like me! Wait,...shouldn't I have a little golden statue of some kind right now?
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I can make you a little statue if you really want one. Either that, or just get you another troll! :)
I think I'm going to dress up as Spike for your birthday party.
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I guess I'll still like you. Just keep your alien sperm away from me, please.
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