Archive for December, 2006
Puke in, on or around my stuff once, shame on you.
Puke in, on or around my stuff twice, shame on you again.
Puke…blah blah…three times, and your little hairy ass is as good as gloves.
Soft, lovely, fur-lined gloves.
Eponymous puss,
Stepped barefoot in your cat sick.
Stop eating ribbons.
How long, the work day!
Then, cat vomit on my bed.
At least I was not.
Today, I worked a double shift.
14 hours.
Whew.
I was so busy…I read a novel.
An entire novel.
Before the first shift was up.
Yep. Only 7 more days of this job. Not so bad, really. It’s kind of awesome, actually. I did buy all those books figuring this would happen, after all. I’ve got three more to get through. […]
New York City is kicking my ass.
Last week, I unofficially moved back to the city, set up camp on a relative’s livingroom floor and went back to work in what was supposed to be a long term temp assignment.
The mission: Sr. Marketing Coordinator; coordinating the traffic of materials between marketers, lawyers, art department and […]
Listen, lately, I’ve been busy.
Actually, I was busy for a week, then I just lost the will to live and/or post.
Read this instead, for today:
http://funkybrownchick.com/2006/12/01/a-womans-guide-to-freeballing/
(for some reason, my hyperlink tool is missing and there is no right-click on a Mac. I’m still sorting that out…)
But y’all bitches better come back by here tomorrow! I’ll likely […]