Posted by Saint on Wed, 12/21/2005 - 11:31pm.
You guys are sweet, and I do appreciate the well-wishes, but honestly I was just trying to explain my earlier comments (about the ex taking I Spent My Last Ten Dollars personally) to the few IP people who haven't received the memos regarding my personal life. I'm lonely and often depressed, yes, but it's not on account of the ex, really. It took a while, but I finally found the humor in the break-up (how many lesbians get dumped for gay guys? It's at least unique, and maybe slightly better than a girl breaking up with your answering machine), and possibly we'll still end up friends. Who knows?

In the meantime, if any IP lurkers happen to be thirty-ish, single, lesbian, and looking, have you considered colorful Colorado for a relaxing vacation? *g*

Oh, yes, and related to nothing except the idea of memos regarding my life: the health inspector came to tour Wal-Mart yesterday. I almost burst out laughing when the management told her that, in food areas, "absences for illness are excused and people with so much as a sniffle are sent home." It just struck me funny, since I was there between trips to the restroom to spew out of both ends, and only dragged myself to work for the last three days because I've already been disciplined for being sick too often and can't afford to call in yet again. I'm starting to think that getting myself fired for not coming in to handle food while I'm contagiously sick (with doctor's note in hand), calling the health inspector, and then suing Wal-Mart might be my new retirement plan; it might even edge out my current front-running retirement plan, bank robbery.

--I am powerless over my addiction to parenthesis.--
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