| | It's Friday, I'm in love. Well not really. But I have been listening to The Cure, which is almost like being in love. I'm still at work, watching the cat lick itself and waiting for the stupid printer to quite being a jackass so I can go home. I'm eating german chocolate cake though so life is sweet. I've got a busy weekend planned so right now I'm reserving my energy, other than typing I don't think I've moved in the last hour. Well except to get forkfuls of cake. I'm babysitting tonight, which should be exciting. Planning to take the kiddies to the pool. They absolutely delight in sitting on my shoulders in the deep end holding my hands above the water while I tread desperately to keep us from drowning; kids are sadistic, but it's cheaper than joining a gym and if I'm gonna keep eating cake like this I need some exercise. Tomorrow I have to work, so that I can get Monday off. But as consolation I'm going to the mall tomorrow evening to spend the fruits of my labor on new clothes, and a haircut so I can stop wearing bandannas wherever I go. Then I'm going to eat ice cream and watch Buffy with Margaret Hill all night. I plan to scream and rant at Angel for leaving her, the bloody bastard. How dare he. He promised her forever, and then he just leaves. Men. They all deserve to be castrated. Even the cute ones. Especially the cute ones. Anyway, I'm leaving now so here are a few happy quotes curtesy of the Willster:

"What's his number again. Oh yeah, 1-800-IM-DATING-A-SKANKY-HOE"
"It wasn't me...I mean well...Buffy had three!"
Buffy: Something ripped out his insides and ate him?
Willow: Like an oreo cookie...without the cookie goodness.FY |
| | Posted 7/2/2004 7:39 PM - 0 comments
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