edna's goldfish

"you can't stop me!
i wanna be invincible!"

that is my new song for work.

why? you ask.

i wrote out a list of the nearly 25 days (including most weekends) between today and the first of june that i will not be able to work before giving my two weeks' notice at the end of may. before explaining that i understand that i may have to quit earlier than i had planned (oh, do i understand.), my boss took the paper and said, "ok."

ok.

as in, fine.

as in, you still work here.

as in, i wasn't forced to quit today like i had planned.

as in, i just bought a two-month supply of chicken mcfuckits.

i acknowledge fully that this is the most kickass job i will ever have in my entire life. hungarian terrian will be the only boss i can ever hand a very specific list of dates when i, princess, am available to grace her presence with. the pay is shit, but who cares? i'm still employed.

anyways, how are you? did you catch a mario star as well? we'd like to hear! send all entries to:

mario stario
330 thatmaggiegirlisreallygreatANDsingle drive
po box 429
somebodygetmeoutof, here 51287

i'm a fag.