>where were you while we were getting high?
no, i've never been high. i'm just listening to oasis. ah, the good ol' days.
scott likes his new job. he said it's "chill." i assume that's good. when you describe objects, situations, and people with temperatures it's usually a good thing. she's "hot." this is a "cool" band. yes, it works.
amy m. (PH manager who does schedule) had said a few months back that she would try and schedule us managers so that we'll each get a weekend off, rotated. well, everyone else got theirs (and then some for some people *cough*), and now being the lowest on the totem pole, i finally get mine! so i'm off this saturday and sunday (UNHEARD OF). rumor has it i'm traveling up to marion on saturday for a playdate with j.schall.
he loves it when you call him that.
in other news, it's almost christmas and i'm basically done with shopping save a few stocking tids and bits for scott and rich, and then a present for lou (scott's stepdad) and david (scott's lil bro). adn i think we still have rich to shop for, i'll have to check. but yeah. peeps should be happy. meres, your jizzunk i had shipped straight to ya's. or should i say, mzizzle evanspants. how you like that. twentytwoandahalf.
and then the twentieth of this month scott and i will have been together for a WHOLE FREAKING YEAR. i got him a good present, because he always gets me good stuff.
you know the rural legend (are there such things? there's urban legends, so i assume there's rural legends) that you can smell snow before it comes? it's so freaking true, and i can do it.
like, the other day, scott was all "it's going to snow. it's cold" and i was all "sniff. no it's not. i can't smell any snow." and it didn't snow. and then the next day as soon as i walked outside i said to him "OH it's going to snow now. i definately smell it today." and then that night it snowed.
i'm so amazing at stupid stuff, like smelling snow or making pizza. ah, life.
i'm going to go play the freaking sims now.