Undone

Just wanted to write in here really quick, since I’ve been a little busy, and school is going to start soon.

I’m a little excited for school.

Anyway- on the lack of romance front, I have to say this….

He got a dry socket.

For those of you who aren’t children of people who were in the dentistry field I’ll explain. When you get your wisdom teeth out (or any major mouth surgery) You can get something called a dry socket. basically you end up pulling the clot that is healing the wound out. It hurts, and it’s bad. But with the proper maintenance it won’t happen.

He kept telling me how he’d only feel sick for two days, and be fine. So I have to laugh since I cursed him with this little dry socket. I’m horrid.

No Pancakes yet, but I’m hoping at work tomorrow, that possibly, ya know, like maybe, I can get some pancakes.

maybe. I don’t even know who i’m working with. oy vey.

Work today was exhausting and funny. I think that work should at least be fun. It sorta put me in a bad mood to come home and have my mom tell me she had been working all afternoon, like I hadn’t. I was working hard not to punch my boss with some of the things he says.

I’ve affectionately gotten more nicknames “pants” (Of course, i’ve had that one since practically day one) “Pantalones” (Pants in my boss’ private little language) “Naughty girl” He calls me that occasionally, i just got it today, but It’s all good.

I have to say I’m happy there because of the nicknames. It’s so funny how many nicknames I can get with all the funny stories.

Did I ever tell the Martha story?

I don’t know, but it’s so funny. However, tonight is not the night. I’m slightly nervous as to work tomorrow. I wish I had the insight to remember to check and see, maybe I’ll call at eleven tomorrow and see who answers.

I’m so clever, I could write radio jingles.

Yeah right

Derringer Meryl [Turn off the lights] Out