Monday, July 17, 2006
"Sexy woman call me to your office Sexy woman meet me after workI wanna show you how I handle business I wanna show you how the mail-boy flirts"
-Death from above:Sexy Results
I feel like a coked out whore. Basically used and...coked out except with caffiene! 0.0<(!) I finished my second day on the job and I officially suck le beaucoup. Seriously. It's not a pretty sight. and my feet KILL! even after i bought real ugg-oh-leeeeeee work shoes for the comfort factor. Screw cardio! Get a job at starbucks. You'll feel like you just spent your 7 hour shift on a stairmaster. A starbucks stairmaster. Then there's Damien, who makes me feel slightly competant! God bless him and the sexy fact that he resembles a 16 year old
John Cusack.
Which is just fine by me, because I've always had this thing about Mr.Cusack and his 80's romance comedies. LUFF them.<3
Which doesn't mean I LUFF Damien or anything. It just means that in this crazy coked out whore of a world I am glad my fellow worker is a nice(VERY SHY)guy who also happens to resemble John Cusack.
It's just a bonified perk.
I'm off to get some beauty sleep...cuz lord knows I feel like i need it! Especially since I have recently adopted this whole new NO MAKE UP deal with myself, because I figure I shouldn't have to put on make up every time I want to venture out into the world.
There comes a time when a girl has to assess this whole inner beauty thang. Who knows though? I may be back to my old lippgloss fetishist ways.
Bonne Nuit!
ps: from now on be nice to people who serve you your venti mocha light frappuccinos. Seriously. Some time soon a customer is either going to make me cry myself to sleep!
7:43 PM
