I went into the restroom today at work and there was pee all over the floor. Only adults work here. It was the employee restroom. Are they kidding me? Who pees on the floor?!? And it isn’t the first time it has happened. I’m completely grossed out. And don’t want to touch anything here because if you pee on the floor, you probably don’t wash your hands. For the love of Pete!
On the plus side, I have some ice cream in the freezer that I need to eat. And Sam made spaghetti. It will be a good day.
Farewell and good day.
I was reading Creedthoughts and found this poem. I’m pretty sure he wrote it for me.
Short Girl
By Creed Bratton
Ooh, mama, with your tiny little legs
You’re like a dachsund
In human form
And that makes you okay
In my book
I want to throw you up into the air
Like a ball of shortness
And catch you when you fall down
And put you into my jacket pocket
That I have lined with pillows and string cheese
Yeah, mama, you’re small and nice
In those little lady clothes
That you wear so well
You could be a minus-sized fashion model
And that’s the truth
Short girl
You make my day
That’s my ode to the shorties. They deserve it. Keep reaching for the sky, short girls, and if you can’t reach it, I’ll lift you up.
Creed made my day yesterday. I believe he may be the cure for depression. Him and David Hasslehoff.
I went to RAW last Monday. It was pretty exciting. I didn’t win a million dollars though. Oh, well.
Farewell weblog.
I went to the window today at work to sign for some mail. As I walked up the mailman said, “Here comes my girl.” What the heck? I am no ones “girl”, especially not that guy’s. Then he said, “Ellen Wood, huh? Often?”
So I said, “All the time.”
Then I realized he was being dirty so I walked away. I wish I had some brain soap to erase that from my memory.
The calendar says that today is Saturday, and I guess it is true but I’m not sure that it is what a Saturday is meant to be. I woke up at 7:30 so I could clean my house before I had to do hair. I have done 8 haircuts today. I thought I quit that job.
On the plus side, I took Kurt to the groomer and saw a truck stuck in a hole. It was pretty hilarious. It was in a costruction site and the front tire was stuck into a hole that the constrution crew dug in the street. The entire crew was out laughing at the truck. I wanted to get out and join them in their laughter but Kurt wouldn’t like that so I didn’t.
I bought a slurpee today. It makes me happy.
Farewell, weblog….for now.
Let me tell you the things I know as of today.
1. The weather man doesn’t know what is going on.
2. There are alot more people that need help than people that are willing to help said people.
3. Cougars can and will eat you, even in suburban neighborhoods.
4. Job hunting is pointless. Unless you know someone, forget about getting a job. And even if you do know someone and your name is Ellen, forget about being hired.
5. They try to keep it hot in my office to remind me of Hell. (as if the work here didn’t do the job well enough)
6. The price of cherries hasn’t gone up but the quality has gone down.
7. TURNING MY CAPS LOCK ON AND OFF IS ANNOYING.
8. My heart is a pansy.
9. Drinking 64 oz. of water a day makes you pee alot.
10. Having parents out of town is fairly relaxing.
11. You can not get a passport from a counseling center.
12. Transfers are the money.
13. The Rainbow will get my house its cleanest.
That is all for today’s weblog. In the meantime remember, bears eat beets.
