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Rats.. oh the rats! (Thursday, Jul. 31, 2003)

you know what is a good come back? when someone calls you a name..like oh lets say Slut! you reply back, dont talk about your mother like that...he he i forgot about that one...~Random thoughts by Arian~

all the phone lines are down here at work, so i cant check my bank account to see how much money i have... i really cant SPEND any money out here at sea but i like to know.... and i need to pay my cable... but obviously thats not going to happen. mostly i like to think about things i could buy and how much money i have to spend on Hunter for new school clothes, and possibly re doing his room. i was thinking about a hawaiian theme.. he really loves palm trees.hes been obsessed ever since he was four and i got him back in california-after his dad had kidnapped him for 2 years to missouri-but thats another story... anywho he thought they were very weird and very tall.

I dont think im an especially hateful person, per se~ BUT.. having said that, there is a FAT chick that lives above me in the bed at work, and she has massive saddle bags.i will call her Ms. Rubbins, because her thighs rub together, and thats only 1 letter off of her ACTUAL name.I already hate her but people that are bitchy are even easier to hate especially when they think they are cute AND are UGLY. she worms her fat ass out of bed and she stepped on my privacy curtains and subsequently ripped part of them. FAT Ho. she came down to our office today and we took a simple delight in making her stand outside the cage..and peer through for 10 miniutes like a fat rhino at the zoo. whale bitch!

sola is going to leave me at work, she will re enter live as a civilian.now i wont have any partners in the SK navy girl mafia to walk around with and wreak havok.

oh also, now if we leave work we have to sign out on a whitboard and if we dont- then we get 12 hours EMI- which is like extra work. it just furthers my theory that we are all rats in a cage.. being fed rats for dinner, and given rat droppings for treats.. and sleeping in little rat beds. our office is a cage too..

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