Tuesday, October 19, 2004
She's... Awesome!
I need to send some cyber-applause out to one of my favourite bloggers. Kira rocks. I read Kiwords every morning, and I'm telling you, girl... if you don't write a book.... I'm gonna hunt ya down!
I chuckle-choked on my coffee this morning while I read her blog entry on things that seem safe, but aren't....
Had to do it....
Today at lunch, a certain individual (that some of you might know) took a bite of his sandwich and began talking to me. Mouth completely full of his food. Talking right through it. I couldn't take it any longer. "I'm sorry, I can't understand you," I said to him, "all I can hear is your freaking food!" And I walked away.
What is with people?? Have they completely forgotten common manners?? That is elementary manners... we're not talking the high level crap like which fork to use for your escargot... we're talking, try not to spit your half-masticated chow on your conversation partner. Honestly people.
A note for those that do not know....
I miss my boyfriend. Really. Badly. 29 sleeps until I see him again. But he left his shirt here... so I can sit here like a capital-L-Loser and smell it, if I feel so inclined. Which I do.
What is this? A second puberty? Honestly.
I need to send some cyber-applause out to one of my favourite bloggers. Kira rocks. I read Kiwords every morning, and I'm telling you, girl... if you don't write a book.... I'm gonna hunt ya down!
I chuckle-choked on my coffee this morning while I read her blog entry on things that seem safe, but aren't....
Had to do it....
Today at lunch, a certain individual (that some of you might know) took a bite of his sandwich and began talking to me. Mouth completely full of his food. Talking right through it. I couldn't take it any longer. "I'm sorry, I can't understand you," I said to him, "all I can hear is your freaking food!" And I walked away.
What is with people?? Have they completely forgotten common manners?? That is elementary manners... we're not talking the high level crap like which fork to use for your escargot... we're talking, try not to spit your half-masticated chow on your conversation partner. Honestly people.
A note for those that do not know....
I miss my boyfriend. Really. Badly. 29 sleeps until I see him again. But he left his shirt here... so I can sit here like a capital-L-Loser and smell it, if I feel so inclined. Which I do.
What is this? A second puberty? Honestly.
1 Comments:
Awwww! Heather has a boyfriend! Methinks you should be e-mailing me more details. LOL!
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