Mezzo Swede

A Toast to World Domination
2002-07-18 01:03:30 (UTC)

Five Fuddies and a Meer, Please!

I am laughing my ass off. I just got a reply to my journal,
that read... THAT IS SO SAD. YOU HAVE NO LIFE. Ha ha. I
think I have a life. At least I have ENOUGH of a life to be
able to continuously find new things to think about and
write about. Which is more than I can say for this poor
soul who apparently has nothing better to do than read MY
journal, and comment on MY non-life. Ha. Get a life.
Anyway, I had my meeting at Estee Lauder today and
fabulousness abound! I have my first training tomorrow. I
was so excited about life that I went and bought myself
some roses to add even more loveliness. It's going to be so
nice to be employed, and not have to mope around keeping
busy with chores and housework, allthough I must say...I
have come to enjoy cleaning quite a bit. But yeah, as Luis
can surely attest, sometimes I go a little stir-crazy. My
being was under seige last night, as PMS ravaged my feeble
psyche. I was crying for lame reasons, and was being a
general poop. Luis handled the situation beautifully,
however, and that made me uber happy. But today was a much
better day. At Safeway today I was offered help to my car
by a fireman, even though I only had one bag and some
flowers. I politely declined but was flattered to pieces by
the offer. Good times. And now I am off to see my pal David
in a play called Fuddy Meers. I can't even begin to imagine
what it might be about. What's Fuddy? And what's a Meer?




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