If it can’t go in my mouth. I can’t buy it.
Er, groceries.
To which I think good friend Nisa would reply:
“Do strippers count?”
If it can’t go in my mouth. I can’t buy it.
Er, groceries.
To which I think good friend Nisa would reply:
“Do strippers count?”
“They need to make half loaves of bread.”
“Why?”
“Well, I never finish a whole loaf. I always end up throwing out half a loaf.”
“I go through a whole loaf in a week.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I make two sandwiches a day.”
“I can’t do that. I just have toast in the morning.”
“Well, you should start making two sandwiches a day.”
“Why?”
“So you can use a whole loaf of bread.”
I’m damn tired. Not from work, but from everything else that isn’t work. I’m going out too much. If it continues, I’ll get no sleep whatsoever. Ah well. C’est la guerre.
Another chance to recover from the hangover from the night previous.
Office Status:Messy, but workable
Kids–smoking is a filthy disgusting habit. It’s nowhere near as cool as the tobacco companies make it out to be in ads focused towards you. They focus those ads towards you because you don’t know any better. Adults on the other hand, can do whatever the hell they want.
So remember kids, “Smoking is not cool.”
Also, I don’t smoke.