I can drive by myself now.

FUCK YOU!

FIRST TIME, LOSERS. THAT'S HOW COOL I AM.

time to rub it in my friends' faces. :3

I'll be grabbing more, so when I'm back, I'll give a final count of the available papers.

You know you want Rig's face on newsprint.

I'll PM you if I decide to be nice to mail it to you, and you give me address, which won't be used for selling to third parties.

ETA: COULDN'T FIND ANYMORE.

If you want a photocopy of the article, I'll send you one.

So I was in the back, going to retrieve my muffin delivery, and lo and behold, THE MUFFIN BOX WAS ON THE GROUND. And I saw two dead muffins outside their home, and the paper cover ripped up.

Of the order i had (two loaves and 4 muffins), only one loaf I felt comfortable serving, and the others ones were basically throwaways. This had happened a few days ago, so I was wondering what was going on...

I told my boss, and he agreed with me (FOR ONCE) that it must have been a raccoon who had seen delicious muffins and didn't ask if it can has.

So while I'm sitting reading the newspaper on my break, one of my customers who came from the back door informed me that there was a raccoon outside on the roof. So, me being Ms. Curious, I scampered out, trying to get my camera phone out so I could take a picture. Boss followed me out, and we both stared up at this incredibly fluffy and cute raccoon who stared back down at us, then moved out of sight.

We grumbled, then boss phoned the muffin delivery people to go "DUN DO AGAIN PLOX DELIVER IN PERSON".

foihgruigrbrg

foot still hurts.

I just remembered that I had a dream last night that I went to visit the NG office, and man, it was one fucking spiffy ass place.

It was located on the waterfront of an ocean or a large lake, and it was gorgeous. It was near a bridge (like, easy walking distance), and right near the downtown section of whatever city it was.
On second thought, I think it was somewhere around Glasgow--weirdly enough. That's the kind of feeling I'm getting right now.
Either that, or a mix of Glasgow and Vancouver.

I was visiting with family, and I dragged my dad along, as well as a few of my friends, and we went in and visited Tom. Mike and Stamper were there, as well as JohnnyUtah and probably Luis, I can't remember all who was there.

There weren't any stairs, but it was like the building was just one giant swirled, gentle ramp with offramps to different areas of the building. There was this awesome playzone (don't ask me why) that was kind of like a playplace, except people were probably skateboarding or just fucking around.

There was this nice seated area with red leather couches and a lovely window area, where you could see the city (my dream happened at night, so we got to see all these pretty city lights), and some people were just sitting in there shooting the shit--I think Tom and Mike were hanging out there. ONE OF THEM WAS GETTING HIGH! I think I saw TSStudios in there, too. ;-;

So my dad and I wandered around, finding the NG store (no joke), and I was like BUY BUY BUY BUY! So I bought a whole ton of stuff, and so did my dad after me convincing him to buy stuff.

I wish I could see the irl office and be all depressed because it wasn't as neat or something like the dream office.

Maybe someoneTOMcould hire me and so I can be a secretary/mod/coffee bitch and whatnot.

I'll work for food. And NG gear.

No joke. I'll live at the office and be a security guard so no one comes in to steal anymore game gear.

HIRE ME!

I bought this really awesome smelling lotion today because at work, I was thinking to myself:

"You know, Jade, you should pamper yourself a bit. And after being told that you don't look so well, maybe you should do what your boyfriend (and a few others, as I was informed :P) told you to do and take a nice hot bath to help you with your eye that's STILL bothering you. Let's go buy bubble bath!"

And so I did.

A nice camomile and lavender bubble bath, new conditioner that I let sit in for about 10 minutes, and I was lounging in the tub for an hour or so. It was simply awesome.

Then I put on my new lotion, and I smelled like a strawberry smoothie after. My skin is like, the softest it's ever been, and i was just walking around after my bath (besides being pissed off about working 6 days, apparently, straight next week) with a big grin on my face.

Then I napped.

Life is good.

I was thinking to myself on my way home from work, that I'm thankful I'm not a guy.

The way I've been, I'd be having a permaboner all the time.

And that'd be fucking embarassing to pop a tent at work. lol

weeeeeeeeeeee, it came on the day of my grandma's funeral when I was at the wake.

woooooooooooooooo. I LIKE GETTING STUFF IN THE MAIL. :3

The first cup of coffee and energy drink in a while.

And I guess THAT'S what's been giving me the really noxious gas I'm now exhibiting.

weeeee.

seriously.
I'm really considering getting a biohazard symbol tattooed near my ass.

this is fucking hilarious.
thank god I'mt he only one in my room.

ETA: Holy crap, second time i've had to go to the bathroom in about an hour. WTF

ETA2: Um, I've never thought I'd say this, but I've felt nervous when I went to bed and kinda paranoid. And I woke up nervous and paranoid, and I have a stomachache.

This isn't good. :(

My subconscious likes to throw me mental curveballs every so often to make sure that I don't feel happy at any given point.

For example, my dream this morning...

I originally started off being at a cake festival, and was looking at wedding cake toppers (I saw some fairly cute ones that I was like OMG BUY NOW FOR LATER WEDDING!!). Then it got bad somehow..

then it lead to this (I swear work is making me lose my mind, this is evidence of that)...

It was a summery day at work (I don't know why my work dreams lately take place in the summer), and for some stupid reason, my boss thought it'd be a good idea to buy a dog to keep at work. So I took on training it.

It was a fucking nuisance--it kept doing running jumps in order to bite me. So I'd grab his muzzle and sternly say no. I must have gotten bitten more than a dozen times at this point by this little hellion--I think it had a bit of collie in it, and I've seen a hyperactive miniature collie before.

So I'm in the back, getting something in the cooler, and the dog decides to come and bite me again. Kneejerk reaction is as it's latching itself onto my arm is to smack it on the back. It lets go and seems hurt. Lovely. So I kind of run off, going oohfuckohfuckohfuck.

Animal Control gets called in, with all these people in the cafe. I'm getting an espresso shot ready, and I'm trying not to get a lot of attention garnered on me, so I keep my back turned. One of the officers is filming for some stupid reason, then comes behind the counter (where a few of my coworkers are) and kind of stands next to me, talking away.

Then he turns to me, looks at my hands, then looks at my face, and tells me that my hands are cold, and that from my eyes, he can tell I've seen a lot of dead people, and that I'm dead inside.

Boss told co-worker that we can't go to the bathroom except on our breaks.

Oh well, I guess when I can't hold in my pee, I'll pee in front of the grill.

Or I'll make a bloody mess or something.

Or fall to the floor and cry. lol

SERVE HIM RIGHT.

charging 2.36 for a can of v8 wtf

and more expensive than starbucks for coffee! WHODA THUNK