7:48 am - Boss calls. Yes, I'm coming in. Yes, you should bring the frozen turkey for the sponsored Christmas family.
8:05 am - Grandma calls. My parents have arrived. Yes, I'll be there for lobster supper tonight.
8:07 am - Continue to think about make out dreams. Carry over into shower.
8:30 am - Leave house. Buy last minute gift certificates for sponsored Christmas family across town. Pick up a pair of gloves and scarf. because it's fucking cold out there.
9:30 am - Check e-mail, phone messages, day planner. Chat with coworker about Paris for far too long. Have coffee and toast while day dreaming about espresso and croissants.
10:26 am - E-mail flirt.
11:00 am - Return phone calls.
11:36 am - E-mail flirt back. Brazenly.
12:00 pm - Finish typing notes.
12:15 pm - Write letter to Santa. Make sure to ask for more passionate and uninhibited encounters with hot queer girls of my liking.
12:49 pm - Prepare for staff training.
1:00 pm - Train staff.
3:30 pm - Collect gifts and food from co -workers for sponsored Christmas family.
4:00 pm - Drive. Listen to CBC. Think about how much I enjoy brazen flirting, hot letters to Santa and make out dreams.
4:30 pm - Deliver gifts and food for sponsored Christmas family. Think about what nice folks they are.
5:30 pm - Eat lobster. lots of lobster. discuss how prices have dropped to a whopping $3.25 a pound on the east coast.
7:24 pm - Get out of house with only 7 rounds of hugs and kisses.
8:15 pm - Catch up with Black M. Give her a kick ass Christmas gift. Review our respective romantic and anti-romantic New Years Eve plans.
9:23 pm - Teach my favorite sex-toy store manger how to Silkscreen. Start and finish the entire silkscreening project.
12:14 pm - Blog about it.
12:32 pm - Crawl in bed and pray for more make out dreams.
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2 comments:
it's funny: sometimes when i read your blog i'm just completely beside myself with familiarity. yeah, next time i'm out east, or you're west, we should meet up for a coffee.
i <3 silkscreening, and frequently teach both friends and strangers... though i must say, i don't think i've taught any managers of sex toy stores. lucky you.
Likewise - it's almost uncanny... Coffee for sure - or let me know if your rogue sailing possee need extra crew!
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