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Jan. 17th, 2013 02:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Erzählen Sie von Ihrer Freundin Sandra und setzen Sie de fehlenden Präpositionen in die Lücken ein.
1. Habe ich dir _über_ meiner Freundin Sandra erzählt?
2. Mit 19 Jahren hat sie für dem Studium angefangen.
3. Jetzt arbeitet sie am Siemens.
4. Sie arbeitet den ganzen Tag mit? Computer.
5. Sie und ihre Kollegen bereiten sich auf eine Konferenz vor.
6. Sie erzählt ihrem Freund über ihrer Arbeit.
7.
I was seriously considering taking tomorrow off to recapalyize (this is not quite as bad as it sounds, things are really quiet at work) except then I actually got sick, so now I'm taking tomorrow off to do my best Oscar Wilde impression. What fun.
This is easily the funniest thing I have seen all day.
I'm having bizarre urges to compose folk songs. I don't even know why, and I would blame the cold or the cold meds except this started a couple of days ago. I even have (had?) some of the melody line in my head. God knows whether or not it'll still be there when I get home. Still, this might be one of the more entertaining things I've ever done while stoned. ... Apparently whoever's behind the in-character journal likes it, too. Awesome! ... Crap, that means I actually have to do it, doesn't it.
I have to say, if I'm going to come down sick, at least I have shitpots of leftovers and a couple of tins of juice in the freezer. Though I would love a grocery run. Maybe I can convince the boy he needs to go for groceries tomorrow morning. I'd go tonight except I just want to go home, curl up on the goddamn couch, take cold meds and eat dinner and watch Haven and then fall over and pass out. Which is more likely to be, watch Haven, fuck around online with horse games while I babble about Haven and Blue Lion renders the babblings into more coherent note form, assuming either of us is coherent at this point. But, you know. Details.
Even customers are telling me I sound sick. The good side of this is, I think, aunt won't look at me funny for going "Yeah I'm not coming in tomorrow." or "I'll call you if I feel well enough to come in." I had a customer tell me I sounded sick over the damn phone.
Yeah. Peace out.