Good news: I bull$h|tted my way out of 3 meetings a week (9 hours worth of listening to never ending blabber with no goal or objective), i am going for another interview tomorrow morning, got the news today that they want an interview.
Bad news: My fiance has cravings... which means someone is pregnant <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Good news: its not me <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/stupid.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/stupid.gif" alt="" />
Bad news: I am tired, miserable and sleepy
Good news: its bed time for me <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/sleepey.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/sleepey.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/sleepey.gif" alt="" />
Your existence alone, is excuse enough for the creation of the entire universe… Il you my darling Jeanne-Dré
