SOMEBODY. For the love of god. EMAIL ME OR SOMETHING.
AMUSE ME.
NOTHING TO DO. DYING OF BOREDOM.
WANT ALCOHOL AT LUNCH. BAD.
How do I describe myself in five words or less? "Doesn't look before crossing street."
How do I describe myself in five words or less? "Doesn't look before crossing street."
2 comments:
It's strange. Every company i worked for in England, it was customary to go to the pub in the lunch hour for a drink or two. I miss that attitude.
I miss that attitude, too! When I worked in Ireland for a summer, my first WEEK there, they brought in booze on a Friday because someone was leaving the company to go to the U.S. We closed shop at practically noon and drank. My mind was completely boggled!
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