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ahahah my face
Dec. 13th, 2011 11:06 pm
You're welcome for washing the blood off my face.
You're welcome for washing the blood off my face.
Hey Hey Animal Lovers!
Nov. 14th, 2010 07:11 pmAttention all my animal loving pals!
It's fund-raising time at the pet rescue again and this year we're selling some pretty awesome All Heart tee shirts, 2011 calendars and handmade paper greeting cards.
If you're at all interested in supporting an amazing cause that is in need of some help right now, either for yourself or for someone you know who is a big animal lover, please let me know.
If you want anything at all, I'm willing to pay for the shipping. Drop me a line here and we'll set something up.
It's fund-raising time at the pet rescue again and this year we're selling some pretty awesome All Heart tee shirts, 2011 calendars and handmade paper greeting cards.
If you're at all interested in supporting an amazing cause that is in need of some help right now, either for yourself or for someone you know who is a big animal lover, please let me know.
If you want anything at all, I'm willing to pay for the shipping. Drop me a line here and we'll set something up.
Relevant Icon is Suddenly Relevant
Aug. 6th, 2010 08:50 pm( Desktop Background Meme/Photo )
Abby is the least helpful shadow I've ever had, especially when it comes to walking up or down the stairs or trying to catch frogs.
It's been raining off and on here for the last few nights. I go out around eleven-midnight and walk around the suburbs, finding frogs that have come out in the rain and relocating them away from the rich people's swimming pools and towards the swampy bits of land that are mostly chlorine-free. So. I guess I have a new hobby? That's only a little weird, right?
Last night I had Abby with me and her sole aim in life was to eat as many frogs as I picked up. She didn't actually ingest any; all frogs safely accounted for and stolen away from the swimming pools. Let's chalk this one up as a win.
Abby is the least helpful shadow I've ever had, especially when it comes to walking up or down the stairs or trying to catch frogs.
It's been raining off and on here for the last few nights. I go out around eleven-midnight and walk around the suburbs, finding frogs that have come out in the rain and relocating them away from the rich people's swimming pools and towards the swampy bits of land that are mostly chlorine-free. So. I guess I have a new hobby? That's only a little weird, right?
Last night I had Abby with me and her sole aim in life was to eat as many frogs as I picked up. She didn't actually ingest any; all frogs safely accounted for and stolen away from the swimming pools. Let's chalk this one up as a win.
WUDJ Update and Rather Major Fic Drop
Jul. 4th, 2010 03:58 am
Smoked today out of the water with 1722/1500. Hah! And I only claimed I was going to be a milk vampire once. Brendan, the sweet little dumpling he is, has promised me 1 kidnapping of my choice if I successfully complete my 1500 words a day. That's a pretty sweet deal, guys.
Also managed to get around to posting a bunch of stuff to my writing journal. Going to link it here in case anyone is interested. Most of it's too short to actually be considered fic, but you get the idea.
( Supernatural and Leverage fic beyond the jump )
Look Ma! New fandom! I'm branching out! *does tree impression*
It's 4 am and I don't know why I'm awake and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
scorpiod01 is making up lies about me and some ducks AND I FEEL LIKE I'M TAKING CRAZY PILLS. So that's it for me tonight, intertube. I promise I'll behave better tomorrow.
Also managed to get around to posting a bunch of stuff to my writing journal. Going to link it here in case anyone is interested. Most of it's too short to actually be considered fic, but you get the idea.
( Supernatural and Leverage fic beyond the jump )
Look Ma! New fandom! I'm branching out! *does tree impression*
It's 4 am and I don't know why I'm awake and
scorpiod01 is making up lies about me and some ducks AND I FEEL LIKE I'M TAKING CRAZY PILLS. So that's it for me tonight, intertube. I promise I'll behave better tomorrow.Celtfest + Big Bang News
Jun. 5th, 2010 06:39 pmWe didn't bring our camera to Celtfest, but I wish we had so I could regale you all with pictures of sheep. Seriously. Is there a cuter animal in the world? I haven't met it yet. We watched the herding demos and sure, border collies are cute but I'm all about the sheep. And they go 'baa'. I can dig it.
We also watched the hammer throw and the caber toss (not to be confused with 'caper toss' which is much easier, but less fun to watch) and the highland dance competitions and the pipe'n'drum competition. And I drank iced tea and ate some grape flavoured sugar. BASICALLY IT WAS AWESOME.
Last night it was the Relay for Life and it poured rain and we didn't have a tent. LESS AWESOME. We did good though. I was proud of us.
TOMORROW. Tomorrow is going to be awesome times forty. Tomorrow the big bang story I co-authored withepiphanyx7 -- titled 'And Grace Will Lead Me Home' -- will be posted to our joint dreamwidth account. Today, in order to generate interest, I am posting our summary and warnings. Tomorrow I will be spamming you with my master post as well. <3
Summary: In order to stop the apocalypse, Dean kills Lucifer -- saving the world, and dying in the process. But Dean's journey is far from over -- the pact he made with Lilith for his soul did not end when an angel pulled him from depths of hell.
After the apocalypse, Castiel and Sam are left to pick up the shattered pieces of themselves. In the wake of Dean's death, things are not as easy as they used to be. Castiel finds himself trapped on Earth, with no hope of returning to the only home he's ever had, while Sam tries to remember who he is without his brother.
Man and angel have nothing in common, aside from their mutual bonds to a man now dead and a future they must forge together, now that the hands of fate have released them. And they will find a purpose, find out who they are, and more importantly, will find a reason to keep going... even in the face of danger, even with the knowledge with every passing second, Sam is closer to the end of his life.
And when he is gone, Castiel will be alone. Forever.
Warnings: Warnings: Virgin sacrifices, reincarnation, body transformations, epic levels of manpain all over the place, shouting, sex, language, violence, mildly disturbing themes, puppies, ice cream, rainbows, blasphemy, semi-graphic torture, character death, het, slash, angst, goldfish, consensual fraternal incest.
We also watched the hammer throw and the caber toss (not to be confused with 'caper toss' which is much easier, but less fun to watch) and the highland dance competitions and the pipe'n'drum competition. And I drank iced tea and ate some grape flavoured sugar. BASICALLY IT WAS AWESOME.
Last night it was the Relay for Life and it poured rain and we didn't have a tent. LESS AWESOME. We did good though. I was proud of us.
TOMORROW. Tomorrow is going to be awesome times forty. Tomorrow the big bang story I co-authored with
epiphanyx7 -- titled 'And Grace Will Lead Me Home' -- will be posted to our joint dreamwidth account. Today, in order to generate interest, I am posting our summary and warnings. Tomorrow I will be spamming you with my master post as well. <3Summary: In order to stop the apocalypse, Dean kills Lucifer -- saving the world, and dying in the process. But Dean's journey is far from over -- the pact he made with Lilith for his soul did not end when an angel pulled him from depths of hell.
After the apocalypse, Castiel and Sam are left to pick up the shattered pieces of themselves. In the wake of Dean's death, things are not as easy as they used to be. Castiel finds himself trapped on Earth, with no hope of returning to the only home he's ever had, while Sam tries to remember who he is without his brother.
Man and angel have nothing in common, aside from their mutual bonds to a man now dead and a future they must forge together, now that the hands of fate have released them. And they will find a purpose, find out who they are, and more importantly, will find a reason to keep going... even in the face of danger, even with the knowledge with every passing second, Sam is closer to the end of his life.
And when he is gone, Castiel will be alone. Forever.
Warnings: Warnings: Virgin sacrifices, reincarnation, body transformations, epic levels of manpain all over the place, shouting, sex, language, violence, mildly disturbing themes, puppies, ice cream, rainbows, blasphemy, semi-graphic torture, character death, het, slash, angst, goldfish, consensual fraternal incest.
Ranting about Cruelty to Animals (Again)
May. 11th, 2010 11:41 pm
Some of you may have heard about the ordered euthanasia of almost 350 animals at the Newmarket animal shelter because of a massive ringworm infection and also have met me and therefore can probably predict everything I'm about to write.
( But in case you haven't, here's me talking at you about it some. )
( But in case you haven't, here's me talking at you about it some. )
An Open Letter to Cows
Apr. 19th, 2010 11:10 pm
Dear Cattle,
You have four stomachs. What's up with that? I mean, if there are four of you in a room, I would expect you to have four stomachs, but you have four stomachs with only one of you in a room (four cattle in a room would be somewhere in the neighbourhood of sixteen stomachs). This is, of cours,e ignoring the fact that y'all probably shouldn't be in a room at all. Cattle belong in a paddock or a barn.
I get why you would have two stomachs. You need one for softening the food and making it into cud, and then another for fully digesting. But the next two seem like overkill. I'm just saying, maybe you'd like to share some of those stomachs around to some of the creatures who only have one stomach. Make it a little fairer when we're talking about digestion.
Cattle! You only have one heart, dudes, don't you worry that your one heart gets kind of put out that your stomachs can have a party and the coolest thing your heart can do is ride a unicycle... It all just smacks of unfairness to me.
As long as we're talking about things you have to much of, I think you need to cut down on the number of words that are used to talk about you. There's 'cattle', which is the general word for you. 'Bull' means an intact male. 'Micky' can mean a wild male cow. 'Maverick' means the animal is unbranded. 'Cow', of course, means a female who's given birth. Before a female gives birth, they're called a 'heifer'. The list goes on, cattle. It's more than a little excessive.
You're cool, cattle, and I'm down with you. I just think you've been coasting for too long. Shape up, guys.
Very Sincerely,
Colleen
You have four stomachs. What's up with that? I mean, if there are four of you in a room, I would expect you to have four stomachs, but you have four stomachs with only one of you in a room (four cattle in a room would be somewhere in the neighbourhood of sixteen stomachs). This is, of cours,e ignoring the fact that y'all probably shouldn't be in a room at all. Cattle belong in a paddock or a barn.
I get why you would have two stomachs. You need one for softening the food and making it into cud, and then another for fully digesting. But the next two seem like overkill. I'm just saying, maybe you'd like to share some of those stomachs around to some of the creatures who only have one stomach. Make it a little fairer when we're talking about digestion.
Cattle! You only have one heart, dudes, don't you worry that your one heart gets kind of put out that your stomachs can have a party and the coolest thing your heart can do is ride a unicycle... It all just smacks of unfairness to me.
As long as we're talking about things you have to much of, I think you need to cut down on the number of words that are used to talk about you. There's 'cattle', which is the general word for you. 'Bull' means an intact male. 'Micky' can mean a wild male cow. 'Maverick' means the animal is unbranded. 'Cow', of course, means a female who's given birth. Before a female gives birth, they're called a 'heifer'. The list goes on, cattle. It's more than a little excessive.
You're cool, cattle, and I'm down with you. I just think you've been coasting for too long. Shape up, guys.
Very Sincerely,
Colleen
i got nothing
Jan. 15th, 2010 11:49 pmDays 'o' Blog Count: 15/31
I washed a metric fuckton of dishes today. My hands are still dishy.
I talked to McLovin' a lot today. I was lonely.
I read some gut wrenching angsty fiction today. It made me maudlin and depressed about my hands.
I listened to my first ever podfic today. I am officially hooked.
I need to get a job before I go crazy and stab a man with a cactus. This is something I have been having a recurring nightmare about. WTH self...
31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: The greatest obstacle to discovery is not ignorance - it is the illusion of knowledge. [Daniel Boorstin]
Fact of the Day: Isaac Asimov is the only author to have a book in every Dewey-decimal category.
Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )
Song of the Day: 'Looking For A Place To Happen', The Tragically Hip. This makes for excellent housework music, I decided. I like songs about explorers, apparently. Maybe I just like rocking out when I'm washing dishes and shouting at the cat.
The Final Thought: It's a long way from there to here.
I washed a metric fuckton of dishes today. My hands are still dishy.
I talked to McLovin' a lot today. I was lonely.
I read some gut wrenching angsty fiction today. It made me maudlin and depressed about my hands.
I listened to my first ever podfic today. I am officially hooked.
I need to get a job before I go crazy and stab a man with a cactus. This is something I have been having a recurring nightmare about. WTH self...
31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: The greatest obstacle to discovery is not ignorance - it is the illusion of knowledge. [Daniel Boorstin]
Fact of the Day: Isaac Asimov is the only author to have a book in every Dewey-decimal category.
Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )
Song of the Day: 'Looking For A Place To Happen', The Tragically Hip. This makes for excellent housework music, I decided. I like songs about explorers, apparently. Maybe I just like rocking out when I'm washing dishes and shouting at the cat.
The Final Thought: It's a long way from there to here.
yeah icon, you know how it is
Jan. 10th, 2010 10:13 pmDays 'o' Blog Count: 10/31
As I sit here on my throne of baby panda skulls and reflect on my day I think, 'hey, today was exactly 50/50.'
I was woken up by Trishka calling to ask if I had a box she could turn into a club house (I don't), Claudine threatened to feed me to a shark (she didn't), I put on fancy socks (they're Katie's) and then I started drinking (long island iced tea).
Now I'm finishing up s2 of Chuck and thinking about monkeys. I'm only 61% drunk.
31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: There is much pleasure to be gained from useless knowledge. [Bertrand Russell] Heh, story of my life.
Fact of the Day: Caribou and reindeer eat cladonia rangiferina (aka: reindeer lichen) because the plant contains a chemical that helps to protect them from freezing.
Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )
Song of the Day: 'Africa', Toto. I have heard this song at least 3 different times today and it always makes me want to dance. I don't even know why. I also don't know when I really even got into 'dancing'. How strange.
The Final Thought: I can connect some of the freckles on my right forearm into the Batman logo. At least I can after I've had a few drinks.
As I sit here on my throne of baby panda skulls and reflect on my day I think, 'hey, today was exactly 50/50.'
I was woken up by Trishka calling to ask if I had a box she could turn into a club house (I don't), Claudine threatened to feed me to a shark (she didn't), I put on fancy socks (they're Katie's) and then I started drinking (long island iced tea).
Now I'm finishing up s2 of Chuck and thinking about monkeys. I'm only 61% drunk.
31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: There is much pleasure to be gained from useless knowledge. [Bertrand Russell] Heh, story of my life.
Fact of the Day: Caribou and reindeer eat cladonia rangiferina (aka: reindeer lichen) because the plant contains a chemical that helps to protect them from freezing.
Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )
Song of the Day: 'Africa', Toto. I have heard this song at least 3 different times today and it always makes me want to dance. I don't even know why. I also don't know when I really even got into 'dancing'. How strange.
The Final Thought: I can connect some of the freckles on my right forearm into the Batman logo. At least I can after I've had a few drinks.
Cold Cold Cold Cold
Jan. 2nd, 2010 06:46 pmDays 'o' Blog Count: 02/31
Just got home from Janis' place to bring in her mail and feed her animals. Her cat is frickin' spastic. She reminds my why I never ever want a kitten again. That's not to say she's not adorable, but man oh man too much energy.
I meant to stop and get some groceries on the way home but I was frozen through just waiting for the bus to go downtown as it was so I bailed on the whole 'eating food' idea. As I walked the 8 or 9 blocks between Janis' apartment and the bus I was struck with thought that there probably is a God, and (S)He's probably a polar bear. How else do you explain temperatures that are allowed to be this freezing?
Here I am, 30 minutes after getting in the door and I still can't feel my fingers. Damn you adorable red Vancouver 2010 mittens, you were supposed to be warm!
31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me. [Anne Lindbergh]
Fact of the Day: 'Pharology' is the study of lighthouses and it is derived from the Egyptian island Pharos where the most famous of ancient lighthouses The Lighthouse of Alexandria was built during the Hellenistic period. Other words derived from the root 'pharos' are used to mean lighthouse in at least 10 languages today.
Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )
Song of the Day: 'Nothing Left To Make Me Wanna Stay', Sloan. Let me just say 'man I love this song'. It was my most very favourite Sloan song for a long while in high school and it still makes me wanna shake my hair all around. That's my signature dance move, by the way ;)
The Final Thought: I will probably never warm up.
Just got home from Janis' place to bring in her mail and feed her animals. Her cat is frickin' spastic. She reminds my why I never ever want a kitten again. That's not to say she's not adorable, but man oh man too much energy.
I meant to stop and get some groceries on the way home but I was frozen through just waiting for the bus to go downtown as it was so I bailed on the whole 'eating food' idea. As I walked the 8 or 9 blocks between Janis' apartment and the bus I was struck with thought that there probably is a God, and (S)He's probably a polar bear. How else do you explain temperatures that are allowed to be this freezing?
Here I am, 30 minutes after getting in the door and I still can't feel my fingers. Damn you adorable red Vancouver 2010 mittens, you were supposed to be warm!
31 Days 'o' Blog Super Special Fun Features
Quote of the Day: Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me. [Anne Lindbergh]
Fact of the Day: 'Pharology' is the study of lighthouses and it is derived from the Egyptian island Pharos where the most famous of ancient lighthouses The Lighthouse of Alexandria was built during the Hellenistic period. Other words derived from the root 'pharos' are used to mean lighthouse in at least 10 languages today.
Pretty Picture of the Day: ( here )
Song of the Day: 'Nothing Left To Make Me Wanna Stay', Sloan. Let me just say 'man I love this song'. It was my most very favourite Sloan song for a long while in high school and it still makes me wanna shake my hair all around. That's my signature dance move, by the way ;)
The Final Thought: I will probably never warm up.
Nanowrimo Update, With Macro!
Nov. 3rd, 2009 02:36 am
So I wrote a scene into my Nanowrimo story in which one of my MCs gets attacked and bitten by a very angry badger. Because I could and because Katie fed me way too much Coke.
( Cut for Language )
Apologies to those who saw this post twice :D
( Cut for Language )
Apologies to those who saw this post twice :D
I'm Hungry
Sep. 17th, 2009 10:23 pmSo Mother is still in the hospital recovering from her surgery. She's been really nauseous apparently, which Katie says is probably a combo result of the anesthesia-slash-morphine. But she's recovering. So that's yay, right?
Work was further ridiculous today with our 'renewed call volumes' leading us straight into seventeen minute waits all day. I swear my brain started leaking out of my ears after an hour.
The walls outside of the building are covered in bats. There are almost no words to describe how much I want a bat. 'A lot' are the ones that come to mind, but I feel that's not strong enough.
I might have found someone to buy the old laptop. Money earned by selling the old laptop has to go directly towards the purchase of the new laptop though. And now I'm going downstairs to get some toast.
I realize this entry jumps around a bit, but I'm okay with it.
Work was further ridiculous today with our 'renewed call volumes' leading us straight into seventeen minute waits all day. I swear my brain started leaking out of my ears after an hour.
The walls outside of the building are covered in bats. There are almost no words to describe how much I want a bat. 'A lot' are the ones that come to mind, but I feel that's not strong enough.
I might have found someone to buy the old laptop. Money earned by selling the old laptop has to go directly towards the purchase of the new laptop though. And now I'm going downstairs to get some toast.
I realize this entry jumps around a bit, but I'm okay with it.
(no subject)
Sep. 2nd, 2009 06:42 pmI unfortunately just had to spend a few moments explaining the difference between bunny rabbits and horses. Katie's friend thing is under the impression that pets are the most expensive things to have, specifically the bunny that Katie wants. A bunny from the cheap pet store that will cost 15$ and about 20$ a month to keep. He was thinking they cost somewhere in the neighbourhood of 300$ and possibly needed some sort of personal assistant. I facepalmed a little. Ugh.
Almost fully recovered from freezing to death yesterday. Shall let you know when I am back to 100 percent.
Bad news from the farm (read: loony farm)*, as is par for the course. Let's not talk about it, and just suffice to say that I hate mostly everything about the people involved and have for a long time and just want to erase them from my life by this point.
Back on the 4x10 and enjoying it. Mostly the days off.
Plan to spend the next three days watching the mini series and season one of BSG (spoil me and die). Hopefully it's not full of sharks, like my dreams were last night.
Srsly, sharks are scary. They have to keep moving or they'll DIE. That's just a little unwholesome. Two rows of teeth? What the hell are you going to do with two rows of teeth? Moderation is key, sharkies, you should know this. And don't even speak to me about megalodons.
But off to run some errands, as it is the accepted societal norm for days off.
Bad news from the farm (read: loony farm)*, as is par for the course. Let's not talk about it, and just suffice to say that I hate mostly everything about the people involved and have for a long time and just want to erase them from my life by this point.
Back on the 4x10 and enjoying it. Mostly the days off.
Plan to spend the next three days watching the mini series and season one of BSG (spoil me and die). Hopefully it's not full of sharks, like my dreams were last night.
Srsly, sharks are scary. They have to keep moving or they'll DIE. That's just a little unwholesome. Two rows of teeth? What the hell are you going to do with two rows of teeth? Moderation is key, sharkies, you should know this. And don't even speak to me about megalodons.
But off to run some errands, as it is the accepted societal norm for days off.
Okay, so I worked my holiday Friday, and on my Saturday. Not a normal schedule, manager-wise. Usually it is Katie and Wendy, respectively, but this weekend it was Amanada and Shannon, respectively. Then me, both days, with Ryan, both days.
Now, Amanda is always wacky, Shannon is just getting over a terrible cold, and Ryan were both running on too much stress/not enough sleep. Combine that with the fact that we were insanely busy [I'm talking 3,000$ and up kind of busy], and it makes for some quality entertainment.
Examples
[It gets really busy, just as Ryan is about to go on his break. He tries to ignore me as I plead for help with my eyes, but he can't.]
Ryan: Colleen.... Okay. One. I'll help one customer.
[He obviously picks the wrong one customer. This is one of the 'lottery men'. You could spend literally an hour helping these men. They have upwards of 50 dollars of lottery tickets every time they come in. Ryan spends half an hour with this guy.]
Shannon: Ryan, I thought I told you to go on break at one!?
Ryan: You did.
Colleen: *giggle* I was busy. He said he'd help. Isn't he a sweet puppy?
Shannon: That was nice, Ryan.
Ryan: No! She tricked me! I'm not nice! I'm not sweet! I wanna go for break! And dammit! I'm not a puppy!
Shannon: ... Go for a break, Fido.
***
Amanda: [over the PA] Colleen to front cash.
Colleen: [who is at front cash, and has been since she started her shift.] Um... yes.
Amanda: [over PA] Oh. Yeah. Colleen, please remind me that number one owes the... The safe owes number one... Something owes the other two dollars.
Colleen: ... Um... yes.
***
Ryan: You know what I want really bad right now?
Colleen: What?
Ryan: To go back to bed.
Colleen: Yes, that would be nice. But do you know what I want really bad right now?
Ryan: What?
Colleen: ...*snicker*
Ryan: What??
Colleen: *snicker more*
Ryan: What is that you... Oh. Oh! No, nevermind.
Colleen: A coffee, Ryan. A coffee.
***
[We have a lot of elderly customers, and many of them do not speak clearly. And almost all of them are confused about what they want/need/have/ where they are. Colleen is coming back from her lunch. She sees a terrible sight. Mr. Rashid, who is one of the worst for confusing people, arguing with Ryan, who can be quite stubborn. She rushes to the scene.]
Colleen: Hi, what's the trouble up here?
Mr. R: This boy, he is stupid!
Colleen: No, no no. He's just had a hard day. What can I help you with?
Mr. R: I want to buy the paper!
Colleen: ...That's all?
Mr. R: That's all! Who trained him?!
Colleen: I'm... not sure that anyone did.
[Mr. Rashid buys his paper and leaves. Ryan is sulking like a six year old.]
Colleen: Ryan?
Ryan: I can't understand his accent. I tried but... Then he got mad at me.
Colleen: Oh, now aren't you just the most emo guy in the room?
Ryan: Oh shut up!
***
[Ah, the foibles of communication.]
Customer: Miss? Miss, I hate to do this to you, but I think you should call the police. There's a young man wandering around, muttering about how he can't find his gun. He said that once he finds his gun, he can finish them for good.
Colleen: *heart stops beating. life flashes before eyes* Oh my.. No. Oh sir, don't worry. That's our stockboy.
Customer: Your...
Colleen: [over PA] Ryan to front cash please. [to customer] He meant his pricing gun. It's what we use to put the little stickers on everything.
Ryan: [wanders up] Yep?
Colleen: Him sir?
Customer: Yes, him. [evil eye at Ryan]
Ryan: ...Um?
Colleen: I am so, so, sorry sir,. I'll talk to him.
[Customer leaves]
Colleen: Ryan, you can't walk around muttering about your gun. It freaks people out. It freaks me out.
Ryan: But I can't find it!!!
***
[about forty minutes later. Ryan still has not found his pricing gun, and is beginning to become frantic. He has looked in the same places upwards of four times.]
Ryan: Ahhh..... Ryan can;t find his gun. Ryan has a head ache. Ryan is getting frustrated! [He checks under the counter, for the fifth time in ten minutes]
Colleen: No. Ryan is getting neurotic.
***
Ryan: I have to call John.
Colleen: Why?
Ryan: To ask him to work for me on Monday.
Colleen: Why can't you work Monday?
Ryan: Because I'm working Monday.
Colleen: Ah.
Amanda: What the hell are you talking about?
***
[more to come]
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