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I have submitted a passport application to the Australian Embassy TWICE and it has been declined twice. The first time was because the photo was wrong, darn you Americans and your different standards for passport photos, this time I have no idea because they can't give any information over the phone, I have to wait for the stuff to be returned by fedex. But seriously, I am freaking the fudge out - I leave for Australia in LESSTHANAMONTH and my tickets are in my married name, and my passport is not.
When colleagues ask me to do something, like find them a file or put paper in the printer.
Also - how do you make more money than me, but you don't know how to scan something to yourself?
I am so over all of this week. Is it Friday yet? Or better yet, Friday at 5pm?
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I cannot stop eating. Someone help me.
I really am not joking. Someone help me. I need like, a detox-I'm-going-to-Australia-in-a-month-and-all-of-my-family-will-make-a-joke-or-three-at-the-weight-I-have-gained-since-moving-to-the-land-of-the-food. Someone help me with a meal plan or something. Gluten free, not a lot of meat, and none of the gross stuff I don't like. Ha!
I am the first to admit I am not the world's smartest person, and I am certainly not always perfect with my grammar and spelling. I don't always pay much attention when I am commenting on other blogs, or emailing, or texting... But I try and proof read my posts before I publish them, and if I make a mistake, please judge me. Because I sure as hell judge anyone who uses the incorrect to or there or defiantly instead of definitely.
I'm mostly joking. Ok, maybe not. I told you last week I was a bitch. But really, I don't care if you make a mistake. I do it two. Their is nothing wrong with it, am I write?
Gosh, I crack myself UP.