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My parents asked me if I would feel more comfortable spending Christmas in a tent. Apparently my brother nearly burned the house down with leaving a lit cigarette unattended in his room. What is worse is it took 3 people like 15 minutes to relaize that theat funny noise was the smoke alarm. And I'm related...
If there is at least one person in your life whom you consider a close friend, and whom you would not have met without the internet, post this sentence in your journal.
Because if you took him away, leave him there.
He's letting me accompany my boss to a Conference in January. and rather than being penny pinching, he was like "Here, rent a car while you're at it and I already book the hotel room!"
WHAT THE FUCK!?!
This is the guy who niggles over whether we really need pos-it notes.
So if anyone needs a ride Jan 14 to London via Toronto (read: stop anywhere along the way) and back on Jan 16, let me know, because i'm getting the keys to the company car with instructions I don't care if you smash it). Genius.
He's letting me accompany my boss to a Conference in January. and rather than being penny pinching, he was like "Here, rent a car while you're at it and I already book the hotel room!"
WHAT THE FUCK!?!
This is the guy who niggles over whether we really need pos-it notes.
So if anyone needs a ride Jan 14 to London via Toronto (read: stop anywhere along the way) and back on Jan 16, let me know, because i'm getting the keys to the company car with instructions I don't care if you smash it). Genius.
My recital was cancelled, too many people scared of the weather.
I'm pretty disappointed.
I was looking forward to dancing and I even took tons of stuff so that I could move since my joints all went out on me.
There will be a next time, but I still probably look like a really sparkly puppy that just got kicked. Sparkly because I had already put on my costume.
The good news is now I can read my own dirty poetry at the Moans, Groans and Unfinished Sentences. I'm just going to wear my costume there.
I'm pretty disappointed.
I was looking forward to dancing and I even took tons of stuff so that I could move since my joints all went out on me.
There will be a next time, but I still probably look like a really sparkly puppy that just got kicked. Sparkly because I had already put on my costume.
The good news is now I can read my own dirty poetry at the Moans, Groans and Unfinished Sentences. I'm just going to wear my costume there.
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