What a blah day. And to make it worse, it was one blah day in a long and seemingly neverending line of blah days. Actually, it was worse than usual. First I fell in the mud, and I don't think I got my job. Blah, blah, blah. I really need something exciting to happen. Anything!!! I am ready and waiting for excitment! (-_-) zzz
Later that day...
Well, the gods of excitment seem to have granted my wish, in minor way albeit. I just spoke with Drunk Girl. This woman called me to book a room, and she was sooooo hammered! She kept telling me she was drunk, and that she was "on it like a fat kid on a Smartie." And she asked for my name about 50 times. It was vaguely amusing. I wonder if she'll remember tomorrow...