Posted inLife in General Work
Sunny, but not Friday yet.
Books, a bad schedule, bad coworkers, and that time I thought I was having a stroke.
Posted inDearly Deported Work
Want to Touch the Hiney
Is it the weekend yet? No? Then fuck you, bring me another coffee and leave me alone. Just kidding, I love you.
Posted inDearly Deported Ranting Work
Bring Me the Stressed One.
Manhattan Clam Chowder is not chowder and I will fight you over it.
