One of my addicts gave me a plant for my office because he is this "creepy green thumb botanist nursery worker who might love his plants too much". He gave me the plant yesterday and I told him it wasn't a good idea to trust me with living things, I mean I let my sister roll over on my bird when I was little smashing it to a nice quarter inch thick. He said not to worry he would come in and take care of it everyday and since I talk to myself all day that would help the plant grow.
So I come into work today, I have had the plant for less than 20 hours, and the damn thing is dead.... It had pretty flowers all over it and now it is a pitiful display of how inept I am of taking care of things.
I think i will just throw the plant out and tell the client that it relapsed and left he program.
Problem Solving 101: Krika says:
"why I should spend my time better at work"
I SO SLEEPYMarci says:
I am so bored and hornyKrika says:
i should but last time a client walked in on it it was awkwardMarci says:
Being horny at work sucks now that I don't have nicely dressed men walking byKrika says:
TELL HER YOUR RUBBING CALAMINE LOTION ON A BAD POISON IVY RASHMarci says:
or maybe that I had sex with someone that had benadryl on their dick.... like the client did last weekKrika says:
DID HE THINK IT WOULD CURE HIS HERPES?Marci says:
who knows.... she wanted to show me her rash, naturally I stopped her before it got to the nightmare stage but I never did ask her why he had benedryl on his dick .... and she left the program this weekend so I will never know.Marci says:
unless I see her selling crackKrika says:
AND ITCHING HER CROTCH WHILE DOING ITMarci says:
that is hotKrika says:
OR MAYBE SHE'LL SMOKE SOME TO HEAL THE RASH LIKE THE GUY WITH HEMORRHOIDSMarci says:
yea he left too.Marci says:
maybe they are having awesome itchy sex somewhere right nowKrika says:
AWW...RASHY ANAL SEX MAKES ME ALL MUSHY INSIDEMarci says:
well thanks for this little conversation.... I am no longer horny
Cock Rings Slurpees
It was a great weekend.... I took my exam and even though I probably failed it, it is over and I don't have to think about it for 8 weeks when I stand at the mailbox shaking and hyperventilating telling my roomie to open the letter for me.
So I am all done no more school, no more exams, no more sleeping with professors for A's, no more computer problems, and no more freaking out in class and calling everyone idiots. My future consists of addicts and beer, mainly because I feel I need a good balance in my work and home life.Sweetwater at 4:20.
Who's with me?!?!?