Early Bird gets the worm
Unfortunately I don't like worms. And there are none in the office. Asbestos, perhaps...but no worms. Speaking of worms - Thrifty foods was an absolute bitch to Mrs. Tsakok. They treated her like crap and outright refused to help her. I'm boycotting the bastards - she's one of the nicest people ever, and you don't treat nice people like that. You treat MEAN people like that. Like...well, nm. No need to open that can of worms.
...yes...
Before I forget:
1) Rabbit, the small group is going to Union Gospel(Gosple? stare at it for too long and it loses all meaning) Mission to hand out shoeboxes (you know, the ones we didn't contribute to because we skipped the last three weeks) on the 16th. We can get a ride: anyone else who wants to come is welcome.
2) The Christmas banquet is next week - the ninth, i believe. Don't eat all day. They've got the greatest food.
Because I suffer...
I've actually updated Futon. No, it's not a great entry. And it's short. But i've got a sick feeling that i'll be updating more & more as work dies down...and my boredom begins to hurt worse...
I think i had something wonderful, poetic and lovely to say...but it's gone, replaced by a loathing for my (beloved) car. NEW BALL JOINTS IN THE FRONT END. I'm 99% sure. The brakes (which formerly made a sort of...squeaky sound) have now begun to grind when i step on them. All of this means another whopping bill from Brians (even with my "you're all terrified of my father - and it's really his car" discount). Granted, all of that means the wheels won't fall off when i drive. That happened once. Very scary (fortunately I was inside the house, and it was my father driving. He was backing out of the driveway). I want to trade the car in for another motercycle. Actually, with the weather n' all, i really don't.
And So...
I end with a quote from Captain Corelli's Mandolin
"In Sicily they say that eternal love lasts for two years. Fortunately, I am not Sicilian."
ta
Unfortunately I don't like worms. And there are none in the office. Asbestos, perhaps...but no worms. Speaking of worms - Thrifty foods was an absolute bitch to Mrs. Tsakok. They treated her like crap and outright refused to help her. I'm boycotting the bastards - she's one of the nicest people ever, and you don't treat nice people like that. You treat MEAN people like that. Like...well, nm. No need to open that can of worms.
...yes...
Before I forget:
1) Rabbit, the small group is going to Union Gospel(Gosple? stare at it for too long and it loses all meaning) Mission to hand out shoeboxes (you know, the ones we didn't contribute to because we skipped the last three weeks) on the 16th. We can get a ride: anyone else who wants to come is welcome.
2) The Christmas banquet is next week - the ninth, i believe. Don't eat all day. They've got the greatest food.
Because I suffer...
I've actually updated Futon. No, it's not a great entry. And it's short. But i've got a sick feeling that i'll be updating more & more as work dies down...and my boredom begins to hurt worse...
I think i had something wonderful, poetic and lovely to say...but it's gone, replaced by a loathing for my (beloved) car. NEW BALL JOINTS IN THE FRONT END. I'm 99% sure. The brakes (which formerly made a sort of...squeaky sound) have now begun to grind when i step on them. All of this means another whopping bill from Brians (even with my "you're all terrified of my father - and it's really his car" discount). Granted, all of that means the wheels won't fall off when i drive. That happened once. Very scary (fortunately I was inside the house, and it was my father driving. He was backing out of the driveway). I want to trade the car in for another motercycle. Actually, with the weather n' all, i really don't.
And So...
I end with a quote from Captain Corelli's Mandolin
"In Sicily they say that eternal love lasts for two years. Fortunately, I am not Sicilian."
ta
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