A Little Kicking, But Mostly Screaming
Actually, it's more just a colourful title. There's very little kicking or screaming to be had, unless you're Gabriel and you've just soiled yourself.
You know, it's hard to hate Walmart when they start selling
Dark City DVDs for $7. It's also hard to hate having to be driven out to London (Ontario, not England) from Kitchener when you get paid to kiss mannequins and take home a large bin of subs and raw ingredients from Mr. Sub. Mmmm, pickles!
As for an update on life, I discovered (courtesy of Carly & Jorrit's stag and doe party) that three shots of tequilla have very little effect on me, but two Jello shooters--or to be more specific, two shots of Jello-flavoured Vodka--will land me under the table begging for mercy and a stomach pump.
And as for the fics, I think I'll be able to fake my way through everything just in time for any and all self-assigned deadlines.
Somehow...Today's Lesson: some of the most germ-ridden things on this planet are...dollar bills! Yes indeed, the viruses, germs and junk being transmitted on those babies are just once again making me oh so thrilled to be working in retail. Ah, the goosebumps. Or is that hives?
posted by Phillip at 7:06 PM
