And The Big Wheel Keeps On Turning

Whew! Pussy Willow has been working her little buds to the bone the last few days. I actually wrote this post way last week during my lunch hour and this is the first chance I’ve had to get on the blog and post it. But I figure, what the heck, I’ll just go ahead and post it as is….
So, my first day on a new temp job and boy do I wish I had finished those mind-reading classes. To say that the lady I am sitting in for is scattered is a kindness. How does this lady get herself dressed and to work in the morning? Maybe her husband helps her?
Are you reading Spooky? This one's got a husband, too! And god knows he had to be the one to go after her. I doubt seriously that she could remember his name for the first year. How do women like that catch these great guys – or any guy? It totally escapes me, when two of the most eligible and desirable women on the planet, namely me and Spookyyank, are footloose and fancy-free. Go figure.
But now she’s off to do her thing and tomorrow I’ll be on my own, trying not to look like a dunce because Ms. Space Cadet wasn’t capable of teaching me anything about her job – the job she’s been doing for the last 8 years. Sheesh!
Well, that’s cool. I’ll learn. And if they like Ms. SC’s work, they’re gonna love mine.
In the meantime, I’ve got a new blog to work on and it’s really giving me something to look forward to when I get off work. It will come as no surprise to some of you that I’ll be writing about Gary Oldman movies on this new blog. And I’m planning on putting up another blog where I’ll write about everyone else’s movies. You know, there’s Gary Oldman and then there’s everyone else.
I hope you’ll come visit me at The Willow Does Gary Oldman. Leave me a message and your URL and I’ll gladly post a link for you. I’d love it if you’d give me a link on your blog, too!
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That's MRS. space cadett, to you!
Yes, I'm reading and not at all shocked! It blows my mind how some people seem to go about life everyday without a fully functional brain! Day two at the cafe, I arrived and cutomers were standing at the counter. The little girl back there looked freaked out, so I asked her if she was running the register. She said no. So, I jumped on it. The girl training her (and me I'd discover) was truly shocked and amazed that I'd learned to use the register in only one day! I felt like saying "Well, of course my dear. My IQ is above 75"
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LOL! Spooky, I know just what you mean.
The people here have been totally amazed at what I've done in a week. It's kind of embarrassing, really. I feel like saying the same thing - or something like, "Well, I wasn't born yesterday and lived all day for nothing!
Just asking, PW,...
but is she hot, or at least would someone consider her as hot? Some guys don't care whether a woman has brains at all, just looks.
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Hey, buddy! Been missing you! How's NYC?
And no, she's not hot. She's skinny (skeletal), very, very plain, buck teeth - not to say she's ugly - she's not - but she's definitely not hot!
If not hot,...
then he's just into skinny lust. :-) I'm doing well down here in NYC; haven't you been receiving my emails (as if I didn't know)?
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Hmmmm some men just don't get it!
Sassys
With two (2) eligible ladies such as you and Spookyyank out there...I mean come on guys! Being that you both also have very sky high IQs then my guess is maybe...it's a MAYBE...the men out there are a tad scared? NAH! I am no one to talk...my "men" tend to beg...that's the way I like my "men"...on a short string:)
Yeah, Sassys, I think it's because we're so
damned picky. You know, when you've been burned enough times you get real gun-shy (as the mixed metaphors go). I've had so many losers in my life that it's real hard for anyone to prove to me that they are not a loser - those guys can be so sneaky. Honestly, I'd rather live under a bridge by myself than hook up with another lazy, selfish, self-centered, bum who just happens to bring in a decent paycheck (through absolutely no fault or effort of his own). Of course, if it's really uncomfortable under that bridge, I just may change my tune. :-D
We shall be "Under bridgers" Together pal:)
Sassys
I like the really loooong bridges myself!