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| boyfriend application.
Now hiring: boyfriend or friend with benefits.
Must have previous experience in kissing/holding someone, chivalry, the ability to hold a good and intelligent conversation, dancing (bboying, hiphop, etc.).
Requirements: Must be Asian, proficient in common sense and chivalry, independent, contain an appreciation for art, a little bit of a risk taker, and must know something about video games. No smokers, please. Drinking optional, but not to the point of an addiction. Owning a car is preferred. Birth date preferred to be on or before February 28th, 1985. If I can beat you in arm wrestling, you are automatically disqualified as a candidate. Must have a spine and not assume all right and responsibility to pay for everything. Breakdancing experience a plus. MUST NOT BE A DOUCHEBAG.
Other: please submit a resume and at least 3 references (no family). Background checks will be performed.
full details can be sent to you upon request.
ps: this is a joke, spurred by Claudia in part ;p | | |
| Saw 3: don't watch if you're going to go eat right after, or if you are give yourself a few minutes to absorb everything that happened.
should've watched Borat right after or something. oh wells. that's for next week =P | | |
| FEEL THE SORENESS SETTING INTO YOUR MUSCLES.
I'm going to hurt tomorrow morning. I love this sore feeling <3 | | |
| so fucking burned out.
shitty day at work today. my dish shift is full of incompetent idiots who can't wash a stack of trays sitting NEXT TO THE SINK FOR THE ENTIRE 1-HOUR SHIFT to save their lives. my god, it's not that hard to wash a stack of (relatively clean) trays anyway. it's just spray a little, soap some, then throw them into the rinsing and sanitizing sink in that order. I was nice and just worked the machine for most of the shift since we did well the past three weeks but iono wtf was going on today. not only that some idiot from out front left their goddamn hobart bowl in the dishwasher, and I had to take it back to pizza.
beyond that there was nothing good in bakery (HELLA SHIT THROWN OUT FTW). one of the cakes came out ridiculously dense, another cake was just bad, the cobbler was hella overcooked on top and barely cooked underneath the top layer, and there just wasn't anything worth buying today, period....well maybe except the lemon bars, but I don't like lemon bars that much.
on hot food line I spent most of it alone as my supervisor had to continuously go back and make stuff - quiche, caesar salad, etc. it sucked when I couldn't find the boats we use to serve small entree portions, only for Eric to point it out right under the wells where we hold the food. I feel incredibly stupid -_-
the only amazing thing that happened this week was that picture taking last night was ridiculously fun. I have some 60 photos or so of campus/new science buildings, most of them experiments with the nighttime settings on my camera. it was really fucking hard to take some of those shots since I don't have a tripod. ricky called some of them stalker shots. hahahaha.
the new parking garage looks fucking beautiful at night. campus from the 6th (top) floor of that garage looks rather amazing as well as haunting. good romantic spot ;p | | |
| That $50 that got charged to my account by Chevron even though my $33 for gas cleared better be taken off my account or heads will roll. | | |
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