Showing posts with label ninth doctor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ninth doctor. Show all posts

Sunday, April 21, 2013

And Now...

Thinking about doing days again. But...I'd have be a consistent person to do that.
And I can't even do my dishes every day.
So we'll see how that turns out.



This needs a funny caption but I'm too terrified to try



This makes me feel a bit better about myself.


This needs to happen!!
Where's some spray paint??



Speaking of ferrets (even though we weren't),
My house smells like them right now. 
Which is actually unusual. I think they need a bath



Move along



My first doctor. 
I'm sure I've mentioned it.
But I love him.




Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Just for Kicks

I'm super butt mad because our sit-in CEO comes to me and is like "Are you the full time receptionist?"
"Yes" says I
"I want you to greet every person that comes through that door, whether you know them or not."
"Okay!" I say

In my head I'm fuming. I do that EVERY day with EVERY person. Does he want me to greet them every time they walk in the door? Because some people are in and out every 10 minutes. *insert mad face*
Wish I had a clever troll for him. And I wish I wouldn't get fired if I pulled it off...



hahaha who googles these things??



It's sort of like that

I will never tire of making fun of this song

^_^

He's very angry, you see.


I wish I could say this never happens to me.
I also wish I could say I haven't dropped my phone in my cereal bowl. But I'd be lying.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Wednesday Words of Wisdom


OK - so it's not Wednesday. I was off for a Dr. appointment so I totally forgot to post hahah. Anyways. Here you go.

I suppose that's no the best title for it. But...you know, posting things a little more thinky like. Right-O.
Why would you say that!?!?!

He knows how it is.
That's the way to do it. Like a boss. My very first Doctor, and I love him!!
SERIOUSLY

*snicker*



This, down here. I have something to say about this.

Had some old friends who turned out to be dicks. And one of them recently was saying to people that I hated him. I don't.

I was going to write to him, to let him know because I didn't want him to think that. and then...suddenly...I was just like:

Don't hate him. Don't like him. Don't miss him. Don't give a fox about him either way. It feels good.