The greatest thing about owning a mustache is that when you eat cheesy popcorn you can lick the leftover cheese dust off the corners of your mustache.
I have tickets (at will call) to see Obituary in oh, about 20 minutes. Not going, thanks to another terrible, exhausting day at work with no lunch break. Just printed out my resignation letter
Also, she has a moustache
That doesn't mean that she needs to sit there and yell "Fuck!" all day long and bang her fists on her desk. Which she does...a lot.
ow, I burnt my thumb on a rogue hot plate in bio lab, rendering me momentarily THUMBLESS due to the throbbing blister. Now I realize how much I take thumbs for granted! *applies an ice pack*
So I just tried calling the guy I interviewed with last Friday, to inquire about the job. The phone rings and apparently someone answers it (or knocked the phone off the receiver) because I then hear Matt (the guy I'm trying to reach) slowly conversing with a co-worker. After listening for about 40 seconds I hang up.
Will call back shortly