I’m playing with my own hair right now because it feels like a really amazing massage.
Basically I want one of you to come over here and massage my scalp until I lapse into a coma.
March 2012
PS I got some fillings done today (whist sick, but meh) and the dental assistant was the cutest.
Her name was Ivanna and she was originally from Poland and she was telling me wonderful stories of how hard it was to learn English, and her daughter is looking to get a job at the Wendy’s on the opposite side of town.
While I hate Wendy’s, her daughter seems to really want the job, so I’m going to put in a good word for her.
archangelunmei replied to your post: archangelunmei replied to your post: Does someone…
*passes out in the tea*D: Oooh that sucks. *Offers tea and a blankie?*
archangelunmei replied to your post: Does someone want to come over here and just kill…
Nu.
I just feel so sick and miserable.
I mean, I’m normally sick. But this is like, the upgraded level of sick.
Auuughhhhifhsigkhjd
Does someone want to come over here and just kill me?
Anyone?
February 2012
Help a guy out <3
I’ve been following this blog from the very, VERY beginning, and I’d just like to ask a small favor.
I co-hosted the local morning radio show this morning, and if I get enough votes in this poll, they might hire me. Keep in mind that I’m 18 years old, just out of high school, and this is probably a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity. AND I REALLY LOVED DOING IT.
If all of you could just take 5 seconds to click this poll and click my name (Greer Young) and hit SUBMIT, I will forever thank the power that is the Internet.
http://magic1059.com/default.asp?pid=109679
I LOVE ALL OF YOU. <3
Why not?
I just feel so sick and tired and miserable.
Arghhh and tomorrow I have a dentist appointment.
Eff my life.
archangelunmei replied to your post: I’m pissed off.
D: *Hugs*
It’s super stupid and I’m probably acting like a child but I’m too sick to care.
I have terrible work friends.
Superhero AU -Triangle-
I needed to do this. Desperately.
“Are you having a good time, Madeline?”
Violet eyes drifted from the ice cream cone in her hand, lips in the process of parting to lick the swirl, to the pair of lavender eyes that gazed down at her warmly.
“Of course I am, Anya! I always have a good time with you!”
The hand on her shoulder tightened a little as the pale, icy blonde pressed a kiss to her temple. “I’m glad.”
The two of them had been friends for a couple of months now, but Madeline still wasn’t used to the woman’s affectionate nature towards her. Somehow she would always find a way to hold and touch her (even carry her), which isn’t bad, but there was something about her touches that spoke of things beyond friendship.
She could remember the first time they met, which was an interesting encounter to say the least.
I love you Pann. <3 <3 <3
I’m pissed off.
HOLY SHIT
Tumblr icons to make new post.
They are different.
I have no idea why I reblog those things where my followers have to message me or post something to respond.
I’m clearly just talking to myself all this time.
Fuck.
From Orange County, California, a real 911 call over a Hamburger
- Dispatcher: Sheriff's department, how can I help you?
- Woman: Yeah, I'm over here at Burger King right here in San Clemente.
- Dispatcher: Uh-huh
- Woman: Um, no, not San Clemente-- sorry-- I live in San Clemente. I'm in Laguna Niguel, I think. That's where I am at.
- Dispatcher: Uh-huh.
- Woman: I'm at a drive-through right now.
- Dispatcher: Uh-huh.
- Woman: I ordered my food three times. They're mopping the floor and I understand they're busy... they're not even busy, okay? I'm the only car here. I asked them four different times to make me a Western Barbeque Burger. They keep giving me a hamburger wiht lettuce, tomato, and cheese, onions, and I said, "I'm not leaving..."
- Dispatcher: Uh-huh.
- Woman: I want a Western Barbeque Burger because I just got my kids from Tae Kwon Do. They're hungry, I'm on my way home, and I live in San Clemente.
- Dispatcher: Uh-huh.
- Woman: Okay, she gave me another hamburger. It's wrong. I said four times, I said, "I want my hamburger right." So then the lady called the manager. She... well, whoever she is, she came up to me and said, "Do you want your money back?" And I said, "No, I want my hamburger. My kids are hungry, and I have to jump on the freeway." I said, "I am not leaving this spot," and I said, "I will call the police because I want my Western Barbeque Burger done right!" Now is that so hard?
- Dispatcher: Okay, what exactly is it that you want us yo do for you?
- Woman: Send an officer down here. I want them to make me...
- Dispatcher: Ma'am, we're not going to go down there and enforce your Western Barbeque Burger.
- Woman: What am I supposed to do?
- Dispatcher: This is between you and the manager. We're not going to enforce how to make a hamburger; that's not a criminal issue. There's nothing criminal there.
- Woman: So I just stand here... so I just sit here and block...
- Dispatcher: You need to calmly and rationally talk to the manager and figure out what to do between you.
- Woman: She did come up, and I said, "Can I please have my Western Burger?" She said, "I'm not dealing with it," and she walked away. Because they're mopping the floor, and it's also the fact that they don't want to... they don't want to go and...
- Dispatcher: Then I suggest you get your money back and go somewhere else. This is not a criminal issue. We can't go out there and make them make you a cheeseburger the way you want it.
- Woman: Well, you're suppose to be here to protect me.
- Dispatcher: Well, what are we protecting you from, a wrong cheeseburger?
- Woman: No...
- Dispatcher: Is this like... a harmful cheeseburger or something? I don't understand what you want us to do.
- Woman: Just come down here. I'm not leaving.
- Dispatcher: No, ma'am. I'm not sending deputies down there over a cheeseburger. You need to go in there and act like an adult and either get your money back or go home.
- Woman: She is not acting like an adult herself! I'm sitting here in my car, I just want them to make my kids a Western Burger.
- Dispatcher: Ma'am, this is what I suggest: I suggest you get your money back from the manager, and you go on your way home.
- Woman: Okay.
- Dispatcher: Okay? Bye-bye.
They finally pick up their phone.
That lady I need to talk to is not in today.
…alright, tomorrow, I shall try. Again. For the 4th time.
if i've ever made you smile put "meow" in my ask
I keep trying to call this lady to make an appointment for my co-op that’s coming up at the end of March.
This office never seems to pick up their phones.
I’m nervous, and yet annoyed.
Also, sick.
