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Mostly Halloweenish, partly other.
Oct. 30th, 2006 08:25 pmUm. Sandy, my manager, just asked us to work in costume tomorrow. And apparently last year she wore a skimpy nurse costume so we know that mine would pass.
Thought #1: The tips would be AWESOME.
Thought #2: Oh dear, what if my mom comes in? What if someone from CHURCH comes in?! *visions of gossip network getting the news to Elisabeth by Wednesday*
In other news, I got a voicemail from Jeff that was mostly about bacon-cheese. *shakes head*
And this morning I saw the most fantastic array of carved pumpkins and squashes I've ever seen. One, about my size, was made to look like a bagpipe with the assistance of PVC pipes. One set of various squash was made into a bird's nest with mama and 6 eggs, some of which were cracked. And there were these red and white squash that were cut to look like redcap mushrooms.
And I keep thinking about the guy who drove me home last night, disturbed by the fact that I wouldn't think of him as a potential romantic prospect at all if it weren't for one thing: he's a classically trained singer. Now I'm just looking for excuses to get him to sing to me again. WOW. I really AM a music addict.
Thought #1: The tips would be AWESOME.
Thought #2: Oh dear, what if my mom comes in? What if someone from CHURCH comes in?! *visions of gossip network getting the news to Elisabeth by Wednesday*
In other news, I got a voicemail from Jeff that was mostly about bacon-cheese. *shakes head*
And this morning I saw the most fantastic array of carved pumpkins and squashes I've ever seen. One, about my size, was made to look like a bagpipe with the assistance of PVC pipes. One set of various squash was made into a bird's nest with mama and 6 eggs, some of which were cracked. And there were these red and white squash that were cut to look like redcap mushrooms.
And I keep thinking about the guy who drove me home last night, disturbed by the fact that I wouldn't think of him as a potential romantic prospect at all if it weren't for one thing: he's a classically trained singer. Now I'm just looking for excuses to get him to sing to me again. WOW. I really AM a music addict.
