Friday, January 20, 2006
helloo! im here early for work. lugi if i start so early right, so i wait for di first. hehhh. we must both learn to slack more man.
its weird, but the older colleagues hardly have a clue what they're telling us to do. everything's a little screwed up, loose threads everywhere, inconsistent information. i hope what we do aint super-important, cause whatever i typed seems pretty wrong to me. whooops.
AND. it is now 3.03 pm. and i have a big problem.
today morning, i came super early right. so decided to turn in at SPC to get water. somehow, my eyes flitted to the part of the freezer where many many tubs of ben and jerry's were sitting. woooo, i thought. okay, shall not type this way. too lame. in all, i got myself a small teeny tub of
. and a pathetic fifty cents red bean bun.
only one problem. i am having my period, and im terrified that cramps, stomach upsets and other body trauma will befall upon me if i do eat the ice cream. so i did what i thought was pretty wise - keep it in the canteen uncle's fridge. (i told him of course! or he might have ate it up.)
and now he tells me he's closing at around four. and i leave work at only six! bleughh. ill hate to let that ice cream melt. but i was fantasizing about bringing it home and savoring every lick as i read that angel book. sounds like a damn good friday, and there's no work tomorrow. YIPPPEEE.
so, im going to let the ice cream melt.
what a stupid post! god.
its weird, but the older colleagues hardly have a clue what they're telling us to do. everything's a little screwed up, loose threads everywhere, inconsistent information. i hope what we do aint super-important, cause whatever i typed seems pretty wrong to me. whooops.
AND. it is now 3.03 pm. and i have a big problem.
today morning, i came super early right. so decided to turn in at SPC to get water. somehow, my eyes flitted to the part of the freezer where many many tubs of ben and jerry's were sitting. woooo, i thought. okay, shall not type this way. too lame. in all, i got myself a small teeny tub of
. and a pathetic fifty cents red bean bun.
only one problem. i am having my period, and im terrified that cramps, stomach upsets and other body trauma will befall upon me if i do eat the ice cream. so i did what i thought was pretty wise - keep it in the canteen uncle's fridge. (i told him of course! or he might have ate it up.)
and now he tells me he's closing at around four. and i leave work at only six! bleughh. ill hate to let that ice cream melt. but i was fantasizing about bringing it home and savoring every lick as i read that angel book. sounds like a damn good friday, and there's no work tomorrow. YIPPPEEE.
so, im going to let the ice cream melt.
what a stupid post! god.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 11:02 AM.
