September 11, 2013
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it's as if she (the little bunny girl...see entry from 9-8) wants me to fock with her new water bottle, the way she leaves it on the machine during her off hours. should I paint another 'I [heart] u'? or maybe a "made u look!" on the bottom. she came in 4 hours early, so I wasn't able to. she jumps on the assembly line (as she often does) right in front of me. that's when I told her of my plan. she quick checks the bottom, asking "did you?". "nah, I didn't expect you to be in until later, but I was gonna". each hour we all rotate to the next spot, me rotating into where she just had been, I go to put my water bottle on top of the machine, and look what I find. her bottle is still there. I quick find a paint pen, draw a fast 'I [heart] u', then bring it over to her, hoping she won't notice until I'm gone. she'll prob'ly think back and wonder when I had the time to write it? or, she'll break that bottle too, and throw it into the same landfill of despair and broken hearts
. she's so cute! sixer of Bell's Brown Ale last night, to wind down.
I buy me a 9 pack of foam rubber golf balls, so I can practice my chip shots inside the wood-panel submarine, while I watch that ever addicting golf channel on the tube. I took the time this morning to wash my golf clubs. you'd be surprised how much dirt and crap accumulates on clubs when you're last outing started with about 7 beers
. GOLF is my newest addiction. I don't wanna rehab from it, just yet gotta shower and get ready for work...
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