I am so smart, S-M-R-T!
Well, yesterday morning I found out that I got the job. I start Monday.
So, what better way to spend my last few days of sloth, which happens to coincide with M having an unprecedented three weekdays off in a row, than by both of us being extremely ill? She started it, with her stoopid hospital germs. I'm going to eat toast and drink tea now.
2 comments:
Punk Fucking Rock. Way to go, pal...you know, about the job. The sick thing, well that sucks hard. But you know, punk fucking rock for the other thing, the insurance job...
Awesome news, buddy! Congrats ... not about being sick. Now, you'll just have to find a way to beat Mary/Anne/Sarah off with a stick. Maybe being sick will help with that, too, so congrats on being sick, too, buddy! There's always an upside!
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