Special Sauce

A mish-mash of twisted thoughts from a fevered ego. Updated when the spirit moves me, contents vary and may have settled during shipping. Do not open towards eyes. Caution: Ingestion of Special Sauce may cause hair loss, halitosis, and a burning sensation while urinating.

2.18.2005

The time, she draws near...

FUCK!

I had a great post all put together, and the sumbitch ate it.

Nitty:

The longevity of my present employment depends wholly on how this morning goes. As it stands, everything I brought into this place is in my totebag, ready to go home and never return.

Gritty:

The events of last night still make me shake with rage, so I will not detail them until I cool off a bit, but lets just say that I've NEVER left a job without another one in place, but there's a first time for everything. I could be making more money temping, and probably have better stability.

Dirt:

Evil is still not peeing, but is more like her old self, she was yammy as ever this morning at the computer, and declined to sleep in my room last night. I don't know if she's drinking or not though. If she's not "normal" by Monday, she goes in for X-Rays. Mamma Sauce is keepin' an eye on her today, ready to whisk her to the vet if necessary.

Band:

The Grateful Dead, American Beauty. It has a soothing effect.

Till the morning comes, it’ll do you fine.
Till the morning comes, like a highway sign,
Showing you the way, leaving no doubt,
Of the way on in or the way back out.


It's snowing! (OK, Flurrying, but that makes it sound like it's dropping crappy ice cream from the sky, and... um, no.) And I'm enjoying a real, caffienated, full sugar soda, and didn't go to the gym this morning (I can't be up and working at 5, and not expect to fall asleep at the wheel at 1:30 in the morning). I feel so fucking decadent. All I need is a semi-clothed someone feeding me bonbons or something.

Anyway.

Have a swell day.

3 Comments:

Blogger Memphis Word Nerd said...

SEMI-clothed????? Why bother? :-)

1:46 PM  
Blogger Memphis Word Nerd said...

How did it go? I kept my fingers crossed all day.

10:42 PM  
Blogger Ghost of Goldwater said...

I chose today's Quote just for you ;o)

"Lisa, if you don’t like your job, you don’t strike. You just go in everyday and do it really half assed. It’s the American way."
- Homer Simpson

9:19 AM  

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