Two Weeks Notice
Yup, I resign. Not from my job, but from life. I give up. I've put in a good 29 years, and I feel I've given it my all. But there comes a time when one gets really tired, exhausted, and wants to call it quits. So you all have two weeks to say your goodbyes (if you care to do so), at which time I will commit mental suicide by locking myself in my bedroom and watching TV 24 hours a day. You might want to use the next two weeks to talk me out of this fate I have chosen for myself, but you better have a damn good alternative plan!
posted by LizeCR @ 10:26 PM
5 Comments:
uh.....don't do it.
Alt.plan - Do not do all at one time. you will puke. Try one a day.
Eat a whole pint of Ben and Jerry's Everything but the...
Make a pitcher of barcadi strawberry daccari's and serve in pretty glass with cabot's whipped cream. Drink all.
Go out and rip up a little grass ( lawn) and, after checking for bugs, hold up to your nose and smell.
Go to the arcade and remember how lucky you are that THOSE aren't yours.
Change your hair color.
Get a pu pu platter. It's fun to say pu pu platter.
mmm...pu pu platter
Head back to Montreal for a few days - its spring. I'm originally from Mtl as well. Head downtown, have a few drinks on a terraces. Enjoy the weather and the people watching.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off for a Pu Pu Platter...
I like these suggestions. The only hair color I can do other than my current dark brown is purple. That is all that will suit me. With all the food, alcohol and haircolor, I might end up looking like the the potato guy from the MacDonald's commercials (Crimmus?) Either that, or a ripe eggplant. Still tempting, though...
go for it.
Wear goggles, though, to catch your eyeballs when they fall out
yes! I have someone's approval
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