Last night we got home and made dinner. We watched the Sopranos (we are around the time where [I think] Pussy is going to be killed). Their son is going through this period of
What does this all mean? Why are we here?
And I actually watched an entire disk and didn’t hate Tony’s mother. At 9 I actually paused the DVD and watched American Idol. The normal stuff. I want Justin to go bye-bye. He is still creepy and so very boring. Nikki? Wait, she’s actually still there? And Kelly gave me goosebumps for two reasons, I am a massive emotional dork right now and I think she can sing. I don’t know… she’s damn good. Although last night she looked like Catherine Zeta Jones.
I read myself to sleep. Great night. Relaxing. And the weather outside is perfect. It’s cloudy and cool. I like days like this. I do.
How do we feel about peanuts? I really enjoy salted ones. But I think my favorite right now are the dry roasted. Indeed.
I’m nervous. I have to figure out a way to quit my job. Yesterday my boss said,
What’s this bit about you once playing softball? You any good? I’m going to put it in your job description that next year you play on our company team.
See I have been under the impression that since I began working here I was just steps from being let go or fired. No one has ever really given me any indication of job stability. In fact, almost the opposite, really. Hearing this came as a small shock. Oh well. :/