call•me•jonah

Last night would have been a great night to curl up in a laz-e-boy with a blanket and mug of hot chocolate and do some leisurely reading, listening to the pit patter of rain outside. Last night, however, was an awful night to be running cars. I was drenched head to toe. And the tickets kept falling off the rings. And my pen bled on my shirt and i almost got hit by a car. On the bright side Kelley found a Reata rain jacket for me to wear. If i hadn't had that i probably would have drowned. Also tips were a little better the normal. I think every single person in the restaurant valeted.

Whoever that heartless bastard is who stiffed me. I hope go you home and you reflect on what you've done. And i hope you feel awful. AWFUL.


PET PEEVE: pens with broken clips. if i let you borrow a pen. don't break it off. just don't. especially if it's my favorite G2 pen. don't do it. my blood boils just thinking about it.