Home from Work

I wish I could just go to sleep like normal people do when they get to come home from work. I'm going to be up typing all night, when in reality, I could use the sleep. But I don't feel tired. i can't really relax. Tomorrow will probably be an all nighter for me, even though I'm not supposed to have them. I hope I have a good night at work tomorrow. My work is so much fun...no really! It's fun. I like it. But I can't sleep when I get home.

A few of us went to Denny's after work where they "proudly serve margarine" which I hate. Yet, I had a French Slam which was pretty fucking tasty. If I were going to go to France, I would eat lots and lots of the toast. Of course, they also have the fries and the ticklers and the horns. All kinds of great things come from France. Even the Coneheads...France, the land of stuff...

Oooh, looks like Ozzy and Sharon are cracking the whip. It has finally occured to them that thier minor children shouldn't be out in bars all night. And boy, the minor children are not liking it!

Rock Stars...is there anything they don't know?

Hotness...and Screaming!

I'm at work right now, which means that my HOT, HOT boss was here all day long. And when do I work with him again? Why, that would be tomorrow. I'm doing curtain talks.

Next door to the theatre, they have some kind of virtual reality thingy that is huge and people go in it like a roller coaster. It's not like in Lawnmower Man at all. And so next to my desk, people are screaming and screaming all night long. It'll stop in an hour, which is when Karaoke begins.

We also have a movie called Amy's Orgasm, which everyone thinks they ned to comment about without having seen it. So people find the word Orgasm offensive, but the Bloody Sunday poster next to it is just freakin' fine. What the hell is wrong with these people???

And in case I haven't mentioned this, my boss was looking exceptionally HOT today.