Mine are more colorful.
And damn. I really want to go home now and have an iced vanilla latte. Our prez just made a point of telling me to not go postal at tomorrow's office meeting. I wanted to say, "Oh but I'm totally chill now that I know I'm giving you notice in three weeks."
Somewhere I have a crazy straw I made out of glass piping in HS chem lab...
I'm giving you notice in three weeks.
Wah? Are you really? Where are you going, Kristen?
I had the pleasure of drinking from a bendy straw this weekend that was also an umbrella
Hey, so did I. Only there was no wind, so mine did not blow away. And it helped me track my drink all afternoon, which was an added bonus.
yeah, but yours is gone
So is that night. All good things come to an end, and the bendy straw was a symbol, and a poignant one to boot.
speaking of good things (see, martha segue), I still have your stationary. When will I ever see you again?
When will I ever see you again?
::fights earworm::
::fails::
When will I see you again?
When will we share precious moments?
Will I have to wait forever?
Or will I have to suffer and cry the whole night through?
::recovers::
Okay, what was the questi... never mind. Sunday, maybe?
Sunday works for me.
I'm happily earworm proof as I don't know that song.
Where are you going, Kristen?
I'm not going anywhere until the fall. And where I go is anyone's guess. (Possibly I will go live in the backseat of my car.) The plan, barring any lottery wins, is to sell the homestead and just work part-time, while I concentrate my energies on better things.
Are we in love? Or just friends?
When will I see you again?