'Cause I’ve been a very good girl and got all the shopping I needed to do done and everything moved into my massage room and set up except for my CD player and my hot stone cooker which will only take a couple of minutes anyway, and I did it all on only four days notice and I’m tired and sore and I feel like someone has taken the top off my skull and stirred my brain up with an electric mixer and I think I’ve earned a cookie.
I have peanut butter chocolate chip.
And mint milanos.
So, the massage space came through?
I have the teeny chocolate chip Snackwell’s kind. I will share wif you. 
Peanut butter chocolate here. I think you deserve two cookies.
I have oreos, but… take it fast, or else I might not, anymore.
Before I give you a cookie, I want to know, why did you have to do all that with four days notice and what is a hot stone cooker?
I have brownies. Will that do?
Strinka, if I recall correctly, The Asbestod Mango just got her massage therapy license and had space to work lined up. However the space wasn’t quite ready to open, so she’s been marking time at a different job until it did. It appears that it’s opened, but she didn’t get a lot of notice. I assume the hot stone cooker is a massage tool.
The nice (I think) thing is that she just lost the different job under crappy circumstances, and at the time was wondering how to make ends meet until this place opened. It sounds like the timing just worked out.
So, give the lady a cookie!
Arrrh! It’s Asbestos, not Asbestod! What the hell is Asbestod? Any ideas?
I could part with one row of Peeps if you like.
PEEPS!
:: showers The Asbestos Mango with cookies ::
I got no cookies, but I do have a coupla home-cooked brownies left. I’ll share.
I also have: Hot-Fudge sundae poptarts, which are just as good as cookies. And chips with organic ‘fire-roasted’ salsa, which is really really tasty. And some really good teas, which are now hiding in my desk, out of my roommate’s grasp.
Help yourself. (And congrats on the new job, if I’m understanding the circumstances correctly!)
How about some most excellent chocolate macadamia nut coffee, with a splash of vanilla-flavored creamer and a nice cinnamon biscotti for dunking?
And we can bring Sven in to give you a massage. Say hi to Sven, girls!
I don’t know if we should give The Asbestos Mango a cookie. 'Cause, she’ll want a glass of milk to wash it down. And if we give her a glass of milk, she’ll want a straw to drink it with…
Do Ya mind “Day-Old” Cookies???
Come back tomorrow.
Not until ya clean yer plate missy.
It’s “may I have a cookie”.
And no you may not.
I’m feeling harsh today.
I avoid peeps like the plague!
I have re-invented the health food cookie my mom made in the 70’s! It is a no-bake cookie with peanut buter, honey, oatmeal, wheatgerm, flax seeds, and almond meal. You can have 2, 'cause they aren’t real big.
I will bake you a whole dozen choclate-chip cookies if I can have a hot stone massage.
Mmmmmmm…