i am jack's angry whale dick.
here is today, enjoy:
MROW! MROW! MROW! "Mom, I think the cat needs to use the box in your room..." "No, she's hungry."
made peanut butter toast.
15 minutes early
"hey, i don't have anything to yell at you about today!"-jake (bossman)
boring stuff.
showed my know-how prowess, etc.
check e-mail
watch nifty videos on vh1 "with my naked eye, i saw the falling rain coming down on me."-luscious jackson
fell asleep around 10-ish.
10:30-ish ringring "yes mama?" "i need you to bring the portable to the dojo." "yes, well i need to sleep." "bring it when you go to work." "yes mama."
sleep.
ringring "what?!" it's nicole. "is mom worried about me?" "no. i'm sleeping."
bear calls. mom calls AGAIN!
steph gets about a half hour of sleep. bastards.
drops phone off at work.
tori and trina make up dance moves which include "the cheerleader, the joystick, and the box"... amongst other fine eye-catchers.
i demonstrate "the water sprinkler". i win.
trina and tori get to leave a little earlier because we're getting annoyed. they won't shut up.
em goes home early because she has cramps.
ryan leaves.
i'm stuck with new guy. old guy. we don't talk. i help him out. this is the extent of our conversation.
i give him ride to second job after we close.
i go to mandy's. she sits and listens as i vent about my recent angst/worries. i listen to hers. we talk about things that normal people don't talk about casually. good times.
assload of people show up, including liz. liz is the girl who didn't call me back. fuck liz. i ignore her for the most part. or more like, i don't sit in the same room.
we all tag a poster board. mine looks quite nifty and/or colorful. i'll be putting pics up on my fotopic site.
they all leave eventually.
mandy wants a tag for "fragile". i make one. that'll be up on my site, as well. it's sharp and bleeding. \(^.^)/
i also make tag for her livejournal. is also nifty and will be on site.
we crack jokes and quote mst3k.... because both are inevitable with the two of us in the same room.
mikey plays dynasty warriors.
mandy and i continue to pretend we're creative and draw things.
now i am home, and my cat's asleep on my lap. not comfy.
you try having a 20+ pound cat asleep on your legs. *pfft*
MROW! MROW! MROW! "Mom, I think the cat needs to use the box in your room..." "No, she's hungry."
made peanut butter toast.
15 minutes early
"hey, i don't have anything to yell at you about today!"-jake (bossman)
boring stuff.
showed my know-how prowess, etc.
check e-mail
watch nifty videos on vh1 "with my naked eye, i saw the falling rain coming down on me."-luscious jackson
fell asleep around 10-ish.
10:30-ish ringring "yes mama?" "i need you to bring the portable to the dojo." "yes, well i need to sleep." "bring it when you go to work." "yes mama."
sleep.
ringring "what?!" it's nicole. "is mom worried about me?" "no. i'm sleeping."
bear calls. mom calls AGAIN!
steph gets about a half hour of sleep. bastards.
drops phone off at work.
tori and trina make up dance moves which include "the cheerleader, the joystick, and the box"... amongst other fine eye-catchers.
i demonstrate "the water sprinkler". i win.
trina and tori get to leave a little earlier because we're getting annoyed. they won't shut up.
em goes home early because she has cramps.
ryan leaves.
i'm stuck with new guy. old guy. we don't talk. i help him out. this is the extent of our conversation.
i give him ride to second job after we close.
i go to mandy's. she sits and listens as i vent about my recent angst/worries. i listen to hers. we talk about things that normal people don't talk about casually. good times.
assload of people show up, including liz. liz is the girl who didn't call me back. fuck liz. i ignore her for the most part. or more like, i don't sit in the same room.
we all tag a poster board. mine looks quite nifty and/or colorful. i'll be putting pics up on my fotopic site.
they all leave eventually.
mandy wants a tag for "fragile". i make one. that'll be up on my site, as well. it's sharp and bleeding. \(^.^)/
i also make tag for her livejournal. is also nifty and will be on site.
we crack jokes and quote mst3k.... because both are inevitable with the two of us in the same room.
mikey plays dynasty warriors.
mandy and i continue to pretend we're creative and draw things.
now i am home, and my cat's asleep on my lap. not comfy.
you try having a 20+ pound cat asleep on your legs. *pfft*