I’m hot.

Oh.  I was asked why it was cheaper to eat and a restaurant over a movie theater and I said “I don’t know, why?” and I was then told “NO.  That’s what you should write about.  You mentioned it yesterday how you pay the same for a burger with your employee discount than a bag of Twizzlers in a movie theater.”

Oh yeah. That’s true.

50/50 fucking ROCKED.  Go see it.

I got a $60 tip from a guy who took his time to lick my entire right arm, stopping for a quick nip near the elbow.  Why did I let him do this?  Because I didn’t think he was really going to follow through with the entire arm and I knew he was a good tipper.  His drunken friend fell forward and inadvertently (or not) motor-boated me.

I smell good.  That’s refreshing.

Oh I meant like I’m good looking hot, not I’m warm hot.  It’s fucking cold and nasty outside I just happened to be checking out my teeth a minute ago (I have great teeth) and I noticed I’m one sassy looking lady.  Hearty thanks to my parents for creating a beauty like me.  Almost makes up for the wreck I’ve become health-wise.

I’m finally feeling better.  Turns out it was the pneumonia/sinus infection that was bringing me down.  My allergy attack that rolled into the blood carried over into a dreadful illness that still has me on antibiotics (14 days total) and I just started waking up refreshed about three days ago and I do think my pity party the other day really helped me.

You’re welcome, Tim.  (He said I was a nice person for complimenting him.  He’s right, I am.  He and my father have this SUPER weird mime thing going on.  I just roll with it).

We hired some new people because we lost a few and are going to lose a few more soon and thankfully I got to train a highly competent one today and was not only thrilled that she was good enough to ensure I got good tips but I also had the added benefit of a free meal for training.

I’m currently engaged in a conversation regarding pairs of items.  The individual I’m on the phone with is frustrated that his one shoe is screaming “Wouldn’t you like to wear me right now but you can’t because you lost my brother?!” because he can’t find his other shoe.  That reminds me that I really need to go buy new socks.  I have a billion pairs of black ankle socks but I hate ankle socks because I walk around a lot and they invariably slide down into my sneakers henceforth annoying the piss out of me.  I want regular black socks.  I need them for work.  I want to buy a few bags of them and toss out all my old shit.

I have so many things to get rid of.  I have a ton of clothes that I just stare at every day but I seem to only wear the same four things.  Winter’s around the corner and I swear I had more than two sweaters but looking back on my pictures from last year it seems I just wore jackets a lot.  There’s a free store outside Area 15 (AA) so I think I’m going to overhaul my dresser and closet and finally part with some things I have no use for.

Okay, I have to go approve and return comments then pop on over to therapy before I go play with the kidlets.  Enjoy!

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