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I've already said this before: I don't really make sense when I'm tired I'm going home now. If my fucking DVD isn't there I'm going to do something really violent. This has been a really long day. Ha ha, that's because my *today* has been *your* yesterday *and* today. Seriously, if my DVD isn't in my little postal cluster cubby, I will kick some substitute mailwoman's ass. No I won't. But I talk big. And I hate that damn substitute mailwoman. When's our real mailman going to be back? Women can't deliver mail! That's a man's job! (The substitute mailwoman is the slowest mailperson to ever live.) p.s. I fell asleep in my classes a couple times today. p.s.s. Unabashed flirting (a.k.a. shameless seducing) going on near me right now, complete with cleavage displayed. Barf, barf.
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