I gave my two weeks notice on Friday. I am really excited, in fact, the knowledge that I will only be trapped in Burlington for two more weeks has shed a very sunny light on my lately downtrodden spirit. I hope I enjoy slinging coffee, I hope the pay cut is worth it. I have a feeling that almost anything would be more engaging and enjoyable than my present job. Now I can finally stop whining about it - aren't you all soooo relieved?
Last night I had some difficulty sleeping because I was imaging that a ghost who looks like this:
was about to crawl into bed next to me. (Bag Head Boy) I tried to call the boy for emotional support, but he was already sleeping and didn't have the energy to assuage my perfectly justified and rational fear. It was a very scary movie!
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You know, it's funny that you called me about that. I didn't know that you were calling because you were scared, but the reason I was so sleepy is because I didn't sleep well the night before... because of Bag Head Boy aka Tomas.
In fact, when I was pooping Saturday night, I noticed that the shower door was partially open and I catually had to open it all the way just to make sure Tomas wasn't standing there with that damn bag over his head. Told you it was a good movie.
I'm really glad you threw in the mention of pooping.
poop.
Heretofore, we call Ren "Bag Head Boy", just because.
Also, woot woot for baristas!
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