Greetings. I'm going to DC this weekend. (Yay!) But just a tad bit apprehensive about it. Not going... but coming home afterwards. But at least I get to see her... and hold her... and just talk to her in person.
I received a lovely little warning letter at work. Yup. So I kinda had two call-ins in the past two months. Things happen. People oversleep and just forget to dial that seven-digit number to their night of freedom. It, you know... happens. So now... juast when I was trying to get out of the horridly boring world of small package sorting... I'm stuck there for a whole 'nuther goddamn year! Fuck this... At least I'm back on the load team and all. Helps me keep my girlish figure.
So Kelly just called to tell me to watch "King of the Hill". Melissa Etheridge is on!! She's so fucking cute.