NO CUTE BOYS... I hate it. I need cute boys so that I can freak them out with my witty borderline sexually harrassing comments! This is a freight business run by women! Which is cool, but wrong in some way. I am a girl, I know I can do it, but these chicks are rednecks. It's unbelievable! If they weren't high on the band wagon of a 20 year contract, they would be screwed. This is all I can gather after one day. They really are squandering my skills. I just scan shit and enter in random crap in a scanner. The little data entry girls are cute though, I was looking at how much work they do in an hour, and I am amazed that one person can smoke that many cigarettes.
But at least I get to smoke while I work right?
hahahaha!
Ok so I think I have dad all ready to take me to the Superbowl! If the Raider's go this year, which, as we all know, they will! And I get to spend some time in the bay area. Screw work, it's the Superbowl!!! They will understand, everyone understands the superbowl. Ssss uuuuuu pp eeee rrrr bbbb oooo wwwww llllll...... Cue Homer Simpson!
So that's about it for tonight, as I didn't do anything but work today. I still need to defrost my toes, before they turn black and fall off.
Oh god, I made the niftiest CD last night! Its all traditional Japanese music. I have never slept so well in my life! I can't wait to take a bath to it!
(You know you are single for too long when you think about bathing to good music and not fucking to it... I need to get laid already.)
Ok so there is more. Dammit, I need to get laid. I am sick and tired of being the good girl! I want to find some random guy with a girlfriend that I know and kinda likes me and just fuck it all over by screwing her boyfriend. Ok so no, that would be bad, but geez marge, it's been a while. About 8 months now. I haven't gone dry like this since high school! (chuckle) I met a guy on horornot that wants me to come up to Raleigh and see him for a few days. He is nice enough, 36, long hair, real super smart... but he is real heavy into BDSM. I am not quite so sure if I will be driving up to Raleigh to randomly screw some dom old guy... no matter how desperate I get... maybe... Now where is my vibrator?
shit, you can tell I am suffering from the old rag. I hate being on the rag. hate hate hate.
Don't worry ya'll, this little urge will be gone in a week.
Ok, I have said too much.