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(uno) I cringe whenever anyone walks in the door at work. This is a problem considering my job is customer service. That damned sales training workshop in Seattle was BUNKUM, by the way. A bunch of mindless drivel about how to charm people and get them to part with their money. And then, the roleplaying. I damn the gods who created the whole idea of roleplaying. It makes me hurl.
Personally, I think I'm just trying to find a substitute for Corinne, my soon-to-be-EX-bedmate. Sniff. (tres) Is it just me, or do the hairs between my eyebrows grow at an alarmingly fast rate? The return of the unibrow is going to waken the dead. I am also growing out my hair so I can wear pigtails, but the result is a mean, mean mullet. I'm scared. (quatro) Corinne is leaving in two weeks. Shiver. (cinco) My father is in the hospital. Angina attack. I called him this morning and my mother isn't even going to visit him at the hospital. I almost cried when I heard his voice and realized that with me being three time zones away, and them being in their late 60s/early 70s that I will not be seeing all too much of them before they go off into the next world. Am I a bad child? (seis) I am going to have Greek food tomorrow. (siete)I have a new boyfriend and he is the most lovely, ego-boosting thing that has happened to me in a long, long time. Maybe ever. muchos besos a todos...
And I feel fine....... - 2004-02-23 |