2005-01-06
this gold vest suits my inner nerd
This is the part of the narrative where Ahna gloats her face off because she received from the gods of all school districts in snowy areas, a decree of no schooling today. There will be no scholarly ways today for this snow babe. OK so that's not quite true since I have a geo test to study for, a menu to memorize, and an essay to refine. Shite, I hate snow days.
On the upside for all of you that had to work or had to go to school, you can picture me in a gold embroidered vest. It makes me look forty years old. If it wasn't for this youthful face, you would never know that I wasn't forty. With an eighty year old hip. Gosh, my life is so appealing when I write about it isn't it kids? Eheh. Dead silence. How come I was expecting that?
My first day of work is today and I rabidly hope that I don't slip up too bad or that I memorize the menu right in an hour. Jesus Priscilla Jones, I am one nervous little girl. Someone shoot me in the foot so I don't have to show up. Of course, it's probably too early to collect disability. Eff.
In other news: I have a haircut appointment in two hours. I'm getting really short-ish punk hair circa Mandy Moore 2003. Did I just call Mandy Moore punk? Slap me with a carp America.
This has been your vest wearing diarist. Call me Nelson, because it's a hot name to go with a hot vest.
Quote of the day:"It's says your school district is closed. I don't believe them."-[Miss Linguist]
French phrase de jour:Ce n'est pas du tout mon genre(suh neh pah dew too moh(n) zhah(n)r)It's not like me at all.