>In a very “nummy-toasty-post-hot-bath-cup-of-tea-listening-to-the-Dixie-Chicks-and-nibbling-on-a-pomegranate” spot at the moment.
Sooo…..
Colder than a witch’s titty out there. Windy, too. Lost the power a couple times at work today. I don’t know if you know this, but restaurant kitchens get very dark when the lights go out.
I have very frisky co-workers. It was good times.
Some drunk-ass shmoo from a wedding in the ballroom decided to wrastle with our Christmas tree in the dining room lobby.
The tree won, albeit a bit crooked now.
I am still not fond of cashews.
that is all.
>Are you okay? It almost sounds like either a) you’re strung out on caffeine or b) you’ve developed ADD?Oooh, something shiny!ding fries are done
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>Dariush…You are hardly qualified to evaluate my mental state when you insist on using “ding fries are done” in a sick attempt to drive me mad.Aren’t you from Kansas, anyway?
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