2 posts tagged “ben&jerry”

yes, yes, it's true! I finally have my gloooorious Ben&Jerry's ice cream! Happiness comes in cold packages of 500 ml:s. Aaaah. I have already corked the Phish Food and will soon attack the Cookie Dough. Great moments of my life y'all.

I had the thesis-meeting today with The Company. And they kind of offered me a job. That means I'll soon have 3 jobs if this goes through. It's crazy, last spring I couldn't get anyone to hire me even if I paid the to, and now I would have 4 jobs if I'd want them all. Life just bizarre every now and then. This job is also just a great big supersecret, like everything else with The Company, but I'll probably tell you a little bit more about that too as soon as it materializes into action. My second job also called. I'd have a gig on wednesday and thursday selling vodka redbulls again. They're really promoting a lot, those guys. I can't take the wednesday one, but I'm thinking about the thursday. It would be night-time you see, which means I'll be selling booze in a flight attendants suit from 22-03, and then waking up for my dayjob at 7.15. I think I could do it for one night and day, and probably will take the job. Because of the flight attendants suit. How sexy is that!

A gorilla offered to grease my back on the beach today.

Probably his stag-night, because well, there aren't that many gorillas on the beach otherwise. He also wanted to take a swim with me but I wouldn't. He didn't get to grease up anybody either. Come to think of it, it would be kind of funny if it wasn't a stag-party. Just som perv wandering around in a gorilla suit trying to rub suntan lotion all over everybody.

As the case usually is when I have a free day and try to go to the beach, it started raining. Wouldn't you know it. I had the whole day "off" since Sami is on the bachelor party for the groom of the wedding-crazed couple.

Later I wen't to town with Bea, lots of shopping. I bought a pair of jeans I don't really need, and some underwear. But they were both on sale and really cheap, and I know I won't have any money once school starts again, so I better shop away now! Don't you just love the explanations women give to justify their shopping? My favorite, which I use for shoes every now and then is the following

"Honey, what did those shoes cost?"

"Compared to what?"

"compared to anything, please. Honey.."

"well, compared to rent they were...erm..less."

Another great one is "it was 50% off, so I saved as much as I used, which practically means I got it for free!". I know, sometimes I astound myself. Plus, money is made for moving. So shut up, all of you. They were cheap. er.

On another note, I'm dying if I don't get Ben&Jerry's ice cream soon. I know this text is a little jumpy but stay with me. I've been to their homepage, and they've listed lots of shops where you can buy their ice cream. Like hell you can! Nobody has it! This ain't my capital until I get my Phish Food! And Cookie Dough! Or even Cherry Garcia! Come on people, what's so hard in adding one stupid pot of frozen gold to your mega-sized-store-freeze-tank? Throw me a bone here! And add 1 box (or more) of Phish Food and another of Cookie Dough on your list of my christmas presents :)

(and as you may have noticed, during the last year-and-a-half, I have officially left my old name, and nowadays go by the name "Honey". My mom thinks it's hilarious.)

And oh! I almost forgot. Mom, Don't Read This.

He offered to marry me. Because he is going to Paradise on Earth. The job really isn't that dangerous, and he's well trained. There's only been one shark-attack in the area in the last 50 years, and even then the shark was provoked really bad. But still, he was worried about what would happen to me if something happened to him. So he goes: "Honey. Just hear me through. And before I start, let me just say we couyld have a big reception with the white dress and the cake and everything later on (just about here I went o_O). SO: In case anything would happen to me in Paradise, I'm not quite sure on what you would inherite (o_O). But I know that if we were married you would get everything. Which, in this case isn't much. But still."

So I go:"oh... erm. are you proposing?"

"Well,no. I mean yes, but no. I have plans (o_O!!!!)"

A quick call to my Very-Talented-Serious-Lawyer-Uncle later we didn't have to get married anymore. It seems that as long as I am the sole beneficiary of his will I will get everything, but I would have to pay a little more tax than I would if we were married. So no mom, we didn't, and you weren't supposed to read this.