Yesterday was Day 1 at the new job. It went a bit like this:
for the record, i haven’t cried on the phone with my parents since 27 June 2009 :)
i had my first day at the new job today. i’ll blog it later (or tomorrow). i’m exhausted and i’m by far the weakest link on my team. *sigh* can’t wait to go back tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that and the day after that… for the record, i have 59 days remaining on my contract.
yes, i counted.
I don’t know where I came across this, but it’s witty as fuck (via octagon-surgeon)
“Cracker von Patriarch” is my new name for everyone who is a douche.
It was on Tiger Beatdown, by snobographer.
challenging the status quo by embracing it with loving tenderness.
the other day, there was a spider in my hair. i noticed it while i was doing my makeup and i just thought it was a crunchy curl, but low and behold there was a creepy crawly perched on my shoulder. but no worries, i vanquished it like a mofo and went back to winging my eyeliner.
because that is
Damn. And I thought I was a badass for killing two spiders in one night. You’re like fucking A-Team material.
omg turtle, you’re a superhero! i would have freaked the fuck out. the basement i’m currently sleeping in is infested but im usually way too tired to give a fuck as long as they aren’t too close to my head. i kind of befriended one that i accidentally knocked off a mirror.
I’m a bossy know-it-all and he’s autistic. We make a great team.
I just spilled flour all over the kitchen and my black leggings. Whee~~
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I promise I won’t put up lengthly blogs every day ^^ Only when I’m doing new things. Of course, reading them is optional. Heads up: this one is going to be long. That being said, here is my account of Day 1 in Montréal: