a diary of my life, the good, the bad and the ugly
Friday, July 11, 2008
There's this British lady who speaks and it just irritates the hell out of me. She sounds Scottish.
I never before knew myself to abhor the British accent. But I do whenever I hear her. Thank God I am leaving this job soon. She has the office next to my cube.
I'm the proud mummy of Paddy the pug who is now 15.5 years old (born June 9, 2005). My Boston terrier bro Guga (born November 16, 2006) got killed in a car accident in May of 2009. I miss him every day. Paddy is not Irish, although he may pretend to be on St. Patrick's Day to get extra treats. Guga was named after Gustavo Kuerten, the three-time French Open champion, whose gregarious personality Guga exemplifies.
1 comment:
British spelling seems weird to me.
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