| Weekend is OVER |
[01 Mar 2006|01:27pm] |
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Venga Boys - I Like to Move it Move it |
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Time for work again.
Last night was Mardi Gras, I guess.
I only found out cause Rachel told me, and then my roommate came home yelling about it. My guess: women have an internal Mardi Gras calender in their heads. Every Fat Tuesday women everywhere instinctivly will remove their tops for cerimonial, shinny plastic beads.
Boy my apartment became festive fast. At one point there were 11 people here all yelling and drinking and talking. Then my roommate ran out of her room topless and yelled , "Who wants to see TITS." More screaming ensued and other girls became topless.
I locked myself in my room. Till they dragged me out to take their pictures....they had dressed up, er down, to go out to dinner.
After they left I finally was able to eat my dinner, use 190 mins on my new phone plan, and sit in silence. I then took a shower, and fell asleep at 11:30PM...slept straight till 12:00PM. 12.5 hours of sleep....oh yeah! Thats Mardi Gras baby!!!!
Sir! There are 39 days till I see my lover, Officer of the Day is Colonel Khicken K. Sanders, Senior Officer of the Day is Major Major Major. Uniform of the days is Ripped Jeans and a Tux T-Shirt. The afternoon meal is Ramen. The aircraft of the day is "The Experiance"; Primary Function to haul my stuff around, and occasionally people too; Payload 2000 pounds of crap or 8 people (or 1 big guy). Quote of the day is Jeremy Masker's quote on Customer Service "If the customer goes away happy, you are about to get fired."
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