wearing: khakis, a popples tank top, a green button down shirt and sneakers. my work clothes (note, i originally type slothes instead of clothes...)
eating: dude, NSYNC fruit snacks!
on winamp: roxette, joyride (it's a bad song that's good!)
feeing: amused, tired, gross (my clothes are all covered with dried mop water)
thoughts: worked from 4 to close today. fun times. jesse and seth flooded the back dishwasher area, and everyone made fun of them. good times. ah, i got distracted while making a latte, and poured steamed milk all over the counter. and jesse was like "could you BE any blonder?" and i was like *sob*. and, when i made fun of the flood in the back room, he pushed a cart at me and i got stuck in a corner. *sob* but it's all good. i love closing, it's all fun and amusing. and luke mopped... only, he NEVER wrung the mop out, he just like... flooded the front area too. and my shoes don't handle water well, so i'm like "hey, who got all this water... AAAAAHHH *slides all they way across the bakery*" yeah. panera rules.
rick's whining at me because i'm ignoring him and blogging. he told me to go blog myself. *shrug*
i want to go back to the rentheads chat, but it always kills my computer. which isn't cool. so, i'll just read the boards later.
renata's been playing oregon trail, and naming everyone in her party after rent characters. she's like "roger got like, scarlet fever, dystentery, and a few otherrandom diseases ...and then he got lost, but we found him and then mimi got sick a bunch of times too, and then mark got "unknown ailment" and so did joanne, i'm thinking maureen made them drink gasoline *nods* " i'm vastly amused.
sheeeesh! the volume levels on these mp3s are psycho. the stuart one i was listening to just ended and blink 182 (they're fisher price, my first punk band) came on and it was hella loud. and i was like "AAAAAAH!" and it scared the cat. ooh, ryan's online. i thought that AIM was just making noise for the hell of it, but it was ryan.
i had so much i wanted to blog about. and i was thinking about it on the way home from work. and dammit, now i can't remember any of it. oh, except, my e-mail isn't working too well *sob* like, it takes a week for me to get anything. so everyone should just like... regular mail me. it'd be faster. *sigh* yeah, use forkhater@aol.com . . . or... yeah, i don't remember my other e-mails. sad. ah, so i have way the hell too many ims. and everyones like "STOP IGNORING ME!" and i'm like "*sob* i'm blogging, bite me!"
anyhow...
*megan*
eating: dude, NSYNC fruit snacks!
on winamp: roxette, joyride (it's a bad song that's good!)
feeing: amused, tired, gross (my clothes are all covered with dried mop water)
thoughts: worked from 4 to close today. fun times. jesse and seth flooded the back dishwasher area, and everyone made fun of them. good times. ah, i got distracted while making a latte, and poured steamed milk all over the counter. and jesse was like "could you BE any blonder?" and i was like *sob*. and, when i made fun of the flood in the back room, he pushed a cart at me and i got stuck in a corner. *sob* but it's all good. i love closing, it's all fun and amusing. and luke mopped... only, he NEVER wrung the mop out, he just like... flooded the front area too. and my shoes don't handle water well, so i'm like "hey, who got all this water... AAAAAHHH *slides all they way across the bakery*" yeah. panera rules.
rick's whining at me because i'm ignoring him and blogging. he told me to go blog myself. *shrug*
i want to go back to the rentheads chat, but it always kills my computer. which isn't cool. so, i'll just read the boards later.
renata's been playing oregon trail, and naming everyone in her party after rent characters. she's like "roger got like, scarlet fever, dystentery, and a few otherrandom diseases ...and then he got lost, but we found him and then mimi got sick a bunch of times too, and then mark got "unknown ailment" and so did joanne, i'm thinking maureen made them drink gasoline *nods* " i'm vastly amused.
sheeeesh! the volume levels on these mp3s are psycho. the stuart one i was listening to just ended and blink 182 (they're fisher price, my first punk band) came on and it was hella loud. and i was like "AAAAAAH!" and it scared the cat. ooh, ryan's online. i thought that AIM was just making noise for the hell of it, but it was ryan.
i had so much i wanted to blog about. and i was thinking about it on the way home from work. and dammit, now i can't remember any of it. oh, except, my e-mail isn't working too well *sob* like, it takes a week for me to get anything. so everyone should just like... regular mail me. it'd be faster. *sigh* yeah, use forkhater@aol.com . . . or... yeah, i don't remember my other e-mails. sad. ah, so i have way the hell too many ims. and everyones like "STOP IGNORING ME!" and i'm like "*sob* i'm blogging, bite me!"
anyhow...
*megan*
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