May 2011
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April 2011
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Why, oh why does my dear grandma have to call me while I’m masterbating. Twice. Who’s no longer aroused? Me.
Reblog if you'll answer anything that comes in your ask right now.
awww maannnn :(
I forgot deo for my b-o.
p.s., I keep trying to "like" your crazy-Betty-Draper post but I can't, for some reason, which is weird? Anyway, that was a seriously crucial moment for me in that it solidified my Betty-love forever, depite all the horrible, horrible parenting that came afterwards (like not removing the plastic dry-cleaner's bag from her child's head).
YES.
Haha, sorry for laughing at yr sad tale of pre-work woe, but it's just too classic, and yet another reminder of that hoary old truism that when it rains, it pours!
And yeah, I don't think I've returned a bottle in like ten years. Like not since I really, REALLY needed the money. Not worf it.
Girl, please. I beg that people laugh at my misfortune because I’d be the first one to laugh if I saw someone fall and bust their ass.
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Summary of my pre-work activity...
bottle return at 8:00 am.
received many odd looks from people as I was returning all beer cans.
got gross beer all over myself and car leaving me with a wonderful scent when I came to work.
used clorox cleanup to clean the mat in my car and got a drop on my new dress.
only earned probably 8 dollars.
and the dress was 16 so i basically lost 8 dollars and respect from my co-workers who now think im drunk at work
bums can have the cans and bottles.
EFF THAT NOISE!
