missush
Putting on the gloves and getting ready to do battle for work. Yes, fighting over work.
| missush My husband confessed to me that his greatest fear would be to be eaten by zombies or quite possibly cannibals. He was very serious. |
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| missush The stairwell smells of dirty gerbil cage and cigarettes. Enticing. |
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| missush Does a garden of weeds still count as a garden? I think it does. |
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| missush I refuse to resort to drawing pictures of kittens and/or naked ladies. |
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| missush Breakfast potluck at work. I brought a carton of milk. Hey, it's a breafast staple, right? |
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| missush Insecure about my Frenchness. I just ain't French enough. |
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| missush You can't help but appreciate cheesy lyrics like, "She's crazy like a fool...for her daddy cool!" |
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| missush Invested in a Boney M greatest hits album. Pseudo disco dancing has become an epidemic in my home. |
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| missush @Iron_Spike re: train rides...my suggestion would be sedatives and vodka. 20 hrs is rough! |
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| missush I discovered today that apparently I'm working with several Quebec separatist sympathizers. Inneresting. |
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| missush One day I will exit from the train doors screaming, "No one is getting on this fucking train until I fucking well get off!" |
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| missush I seem to be having the worst luck with muffins this week. For some reason, they're all dry. |
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| missush Eat breakfast in a greasy spoon, it was pretty tasty. For some reason, greasy spoons always remind me of my dad. He was a connoisseur. |
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| missush According to office folklore, the field ajacent to the picnic area is a snake breeding ground. Fabulous. |
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| missush When I told them I took the commuter train to work they looked at me as though I had said aliens dropped me off. |
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| missush I erm...hate to say it but dressing a Dora doll in clothing you made by hand doesn't make her a designer vinyl piece. |
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| missush Aaaack! Too many offers! Brain is combusting! AAAAaaack!! |
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| missush Sometimes living here is a combination of depression, humour and madness all rolled into one. |
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| missush It's Smiths karaoke night upstairs. Sometimes they sound like Morrissey and sometimes they sound like Stewie from Family Guy. Love them. |
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