Work called. I was making crepes. All mornings should start of with the brilliance I managed. I made crepes ala peanutbutter banana. Take crepe, smear w/ peanutbutter, slice banana on it. Roll it, drizzle a wee bit of syrup. Kick Ass! I'm totally stoked.
Well, while I was making pancakes... work called. Asked me to come in. I waited about an hour (after breakfast) and called them back, played coy. "What do you need?" "Can you work 11-3, or till 4? (aka 4:30)" I proceed to ask who I've got to work next too (aka is spoiled brat working) "I was going to keep you two at opposite ends of the store. "Well, you have to tell Terrance, that you are my bitch." Ok. Manager walks up to Terrance, "Terrance, I am Linda's bitch." "Linda?" "Yeah, you know Linda." "Tell her I'm pissed because I wanted to be her bitch."
So now I go to work with my bitches.
Probably be on line tonight around 5pm, 10pmGST... if Miss Pipsie isnt asleep I sure hope to meet up with her.
Lil miss muffet sat on her tuffet
cubering on msn
hawk logged on,
she logged off
you better log back in again (bitch) :P
love you guys
i expect to see new entries from lava and moggie and dusty
, and i could wish from liz.... are you still out there?