With the sale of the company today, the interview I was supposed to have at 2:00pm for my “dream job” at that company was cancelled. That position (and any new hiring) has been postponed indefinitely. It’s obviously time for me to look long and hard at the situation, and take my pro-active approach to finding employment satisfaction to the next level.
But before that, I do believe I’ll engage in some good old-fashioned self-destructive behaviour.
Things I will accomplish before bed tonight:
-drink copious amounts of gin and tonic
-add to the libation a slice of the questionable lime I found at the back of the drawer (it’s ok if I cut off the blue furry bits, right? the alcohol should sanitize it anyway…)
-skip class tonight
-make a serious dent in the pint of rocky road in the freezer, despite the fact that I’m totally out of flex points this week, thanks to the all you can eat sushi I had for lunch
-spend more than I can afford on cosmetics (Clinique bonus at Sears! The lip gloss is fantastic!)
Any ideas for any more destructive things I can engage in over the next 5 or 6 hours?
Don’t forget to call your ex-boyfriend while you’re really drunk and tell him all about how you really miss him and want him back in your life! That’s much more permanent than just a wee tub of Rocky Road! *giggle*
BAHAHA good one! And while I’m at it, I should invite him over for a rousing romp of ex-sex. With any luck, he’ll have been a very bad boy, and will bring over some sort of STD with him!
Oh no! It’s Clinique Bonus Time again! Help!
(Good thing I’m too sick to go shopping)
Ooo, i wanna come over. *sighs* I’m sure we could think of other things to do to ruin ourselves.
hrm, you’re going to be drinking, you say ?
Hey, we should drink gin and tonics together sometime soon. I think we both deserve it. 🙂
I know! I know! (I’m really good at this…)
How about, after all those gins and tonics, you go streaking around the block, just for the adrenaline rush? Now, that’s fun. I’d know. 😉
heck, go all out — after the gin & tonics, while streaking, go knock over a convenience store. and by “knock over” I mean “steal their porno mags, pop and chocolate” not “pick up and put on side”. In case that wasn’t obvious. Y’know.
All that sounds fun – but what did I actually end up doing? Stop after one drink because that lime was naaaaasty, and after one bowl of ice cream, because the richness made me ill, then go get a pita from the Pita Pit, and go to bed early.
I am such a rebel.
aw, man. Did you at least steal the pita? Naked? 🙂
BOOOORRRRRINNNNGGGGG!!!!!!
What are you doing later tonight? I have the night free, other than an early Costco adventure with Vern. Wanna come over and see my new place? Have some wine perhaps? …Make up (at least in part) for last night??