Whatcha thinking right now?

[TelephoneAngel]

Should I go for the Open Mic Poetry night next Sunday?
Will I be able to read my poetry or will I faint dead away?

Yeah go and be awesome,

[Bella_Vixen]

I'm thinking that the managers of the deli and bakery should be able to see into the future, so I wouldn't have to cover shifts in both departments all freaking week.

MM and L are on vacation. Planned since Jan. MM can work both departments.

B got fired a while ago. She also was able to work both.

J put in her 2 weeks notice 2 weeks ago, so she's done.

The new girl for bakery is being trained for a grand total of 2 days this week.

I have to work in the deli with the one person NO ONE wants to work with...even the manager. This person managed to start one of the fryers on fire when cleaning it. again.

I haven't worked in the bakery since just after I started.

This is going to be a BAD week.

[CaroPhoenix]

Should I go for the Open Mic Poetry night next Sunday?
Will I be able to read my poetry or will I faint dead away?

[Becks]

I hate having a cold.

I also hate having OJ, knowing where some 7 UP is, and not being able to go to a liquor store for some amaretto.

Most of my male harem is disappointing me.

[DGoddessChardonnay]

Now I'm listening to Richard Harris singing "MacArthur Park" . . . at least it's better than hearing Leonard Nimoy trying to screech "Proud Mary."

[BookstoreEscapee]

sigh........

[DGoddessChardonnay]

Why am I in the mood to listen to cheesy 70's disaster movie songs? I can't believe I just added 2 Maureen McGovern songs to my music playlist on MySpace.

[TelephoneAngel]

Halo Reach = awesome

I know the bloke who is the human avatar for that movie, my claim to fame,he's lovely.

[TelephoneAngel]

I wish i could decipher what i wrote in my diary under tomorrow'sdate,maybe its something important i have to do?

Edit- it says "200DD" What the hell did I mean when I wrote it?

[Becks]

Dear Peps,

I'll take your credit card off your hands and hide it somewhere no one will ever find it...the top drawer of my nightstand.

Love,

Becks

[Peppergirl]

Dear Self,

Stop freaking out...you're fine. Knock it off. Act your age.

Love,
Me

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Dear Youngest Son,

Please try not to wreck the car we're picking up for you tomorrow. Mommy can't take much more of your shenanigans.

Love,
Your stressed out Mom

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Dear Work,

If you're gonna make insane demands of us, PLEASE at least give us the tools required to fulfill said demands.

You know I work my ASS off, and don't mind it - but jesus christ, a stone and chisel could work faster than my piece-of-shit computer.

Love,
The bad-ass employee you only tolerate because of her stats/sales

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Dear Credit Card,

Please hop out of my hand when I try to use you. I'm trying to pay you down and have no willpower.

Love,
Me

[DGoddessChardonnay]

Right now I need to be cleaning up the kitchen and folding the clothes, but it's just too nice out here on the deck right now to move.

[Jack T. Chance]

Halo Reach = awesome

[DGoddessChardonnay]

Wouldn't it be cool if I got to work tomorrow morning to find out Snoopy was fired. . .

[Becks]

I should get around to teaching myself to walk in high heels again.