They wish B.A.D a merry stocking

To my anonymous commenter from last entry: you didn't offend me. Don't worry, be happy.

Last cooking class tonight... I've had a great time, the only thing I'd do differently is, I wouldn't take it with school. But now we're done the beginners class, so I'm thinking we're gonna take the intermediate level class, we'll just do it in the summer, that's all. On that note, I'm going to be on the radio with the rest of my class. Details to come.

School will be officially over in 2 weeks and 2 days. What am I going to do with 3 glorious weeks off, you ask? Get lots of sleep, play lots of video games, spend lots of time with Kacey, spend lots of time with friends who I haven't seen in a long time, play lots of RISK, highlight my hair, go boxing day shopping like a soccer mom, and work in my luxurious new job.

Speaking of my job, here's my feel-good story for the day. It's touching, like one of my mom's Sunday night movies with no name. Every year in Customer Service, they've always hung stockings up and put all their names on them. I was all excited to have my own stocking this year, then they informed me that they won't be doing them this time around.

I must have given the puppy-dog face or something, because just like that, my boss Kathy went and got me my own stocking, P.Dodd got sparkly glue and put "Blairsie" on it, and then they hung it up, all while I was on break. Now wasn't that nice? Gave me warm fuzzies. I love my new department.

Peace!
B.A.D