|Current mood:|| thirsty|
I have a habit of starting laundry at the same time I get ready to go somewhere. A half hour later, I'm ready to go, but the laundry is a mere halfway done. I'm on my way downstate for the weekend to see Jared, who likes to tell me his tootsies are cold and often utters the phrase "holy macaroni, batman", both of which make me want to not date him anymore. Luckily for us he'll be moving shortly so I won't be conflicted about these things anymore :) One last hurrah of a weekend...I think maybe I should go change into old ratty clothes and grease up my hair a little bit so he's eager to say goodbye
My boss is a very odd creature, the likes of which I've never really seen before. You see, she tells blatant lies to everyone she meets, knowing very well that the person she's talking to knows better, and it doesn't seem to phase her in the slightest. She likes to show up a half hour to 1.5 hrs late to everything we schedule, and she really likes to introduce me to everyone we meet with as "Becky" or just looks at me blanky while pointing at me, totally clueless as to what my name might be. Sometimes I like to wait a few seconds before helping her out with that one. She also reaallly resembles a character from the Land Before Time, unfortunately my co-workers and I can't come up with the name of the character, all we know is that it's not the mom...therefore when she makes odd scary looking faces (constantly) we all mutter "not the mom, not the mom" We'll be fabulous role models for the kids when they come.
I have the urge to go back to New York City, I bet I'll get this urge every summer.
It's time to go grab my half damp clothing from the dryer and scoot...