Greetings From My Messy Bedroom

*10:21 AM August 24, 2010


My room is the size of a dumpster, so it's very easy to keep it clean. That is until I do laundry and don't want to fold my clothes and put them away. That's probably the worst chore a parent can ask of us. Perks of living alone...

World, I'm assuming you have noticed that my blog hasn't been following its normal Sunday night/ Monday morning schedule. With this new job and with school starting in two days (*sob*) you're just going to have to get used to it. I know it'll be hard for you to understand because your college experience consists of not working, not studying, binge drinking, and blog reading.

I hope everyone was able to keep all the knowledge from the previous school year in their brains. And hey, I hope you all learned new things this summer too. I sure did. I learned that some things should be left to professionals like plumbing, or box car racing, or bikini waxing... I don't want to talk about it...

I also learned that men are pigs! Well we all knew this before. But I thought this stuff only happened in bad sitcoms: Two days ago, two annoying tables were making me stay late at work. One table had an anorexic hippie who only ordered 27 mint teas. The other was clearly a date that the woman ASSUMED was going well since they were there for FOREVER. However, while she was in the restroom, I brought over his coffee... and he started to flirt with me! Asking me my name and whole life story only setting me free from the boring conversation when she finally came back. When I was finally fed up with waiting for them, I dropped the check with a sub text of "get the hell out!" THEN, being the "gentleman" he is, he slipped his credit card in the check book... and his phone number!

I gave it to my buddies in the kitchen and said "Have fun."

Love, Me