Wednesday, August 13, 2003 In the heat of the night, they are having a fiesta
The neighbors across the hall are playing some sort of world music really loud. While I was off being a phone pest, Robocop had a fiesta, too. She whizzed on the floor. Also, everything in the apartment smells like bacon.
I am not having a fiesta. I am disappointed. I didn't see the lady who was going to buy my pasties at work today. And! I seem to have misplaced my apron, so now I have to go all the way down to the car and look for it.
On the up side: The restaurant where I work is attached to a mall. A few days ago, the mall marquee began to advertise an exhibit in the center (centre) court: "Celebrity Shoes for Orphans." posted by Frenz | 8/13/2003 10:03:00 PM
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