Let's hear it for the boy!!!!!!!!!!
And now that I've got that off my chest and into YOUR ears...
I am forced to wonder which characters in particular Hec was thinking about.
This was my day:
Wrote a process doc. Set up my speakers. Twiddled my thumbs. Considered writing more process docs. Drank coffee. Organized my inbox. Thought about Winchesters. Made many, many, many Dick in a Box jokes with coworkers, as well as some Morris dancing snark. Organized my inbox some more. Contemplated rearranging my office when the officemate leaves, which is Monday. Considered what all I'll need to bring in for decoration. Drank a Tab Energy Drink. Avoided my 401k thinking. Drank coffee. Fled my office while my officemate had a meeting there. Made more Dick in a Box jokes while waiting for it to clear out. Baffled people with my serious interest in learning to curl. Considered organizing my pushpins.
I know it's going to be busy as hell soon. I'm kind of looking forward to it. And to having my own office.
Heh, I think it's adorable that I'm NOT on The List.
Let's hear it for the boy!!!!!!!!!!
And now that I've got that off my chest and into YOUR ears...
Where have you been? I just eliminated that earworm with some Joan Jett and now you've brought it back. Plei, do you really want me to hurt you?
Edit: Instead of just pseudo-bitching, I should have also congratulated you on drinking the kool-aid. Your own office is a good thing. Hooray for employment!
Where have you been? I just eliminated that earworm with some Joan Jett and now you've brought it back. Plei, do you really want me to hurt you?
Wrestling with the fucking worm and determining that the only way to kill it was to release it. Now I have music from a Zune ad in my head instead.
Pshaw, Peev!
(PS, Maria, yep, that's the same dress!)
Pshaw, indeed.
If you're not busy at work, I won't have to feel guilty about finally sending you more website text to edit next week, right?
Your own office, you lucky, lucky thing.
Hey, um, what size does Tickybox wear? Because I was toodling around on eBay and found this: [link]
(Yes, feel free to roll your eyes at me.)
Today on a ladder in the wind I couldn't get
someone call an ambulance- there's gonna be an accident
out of my head.
Kinda Little Lord Fauntleroy.
Nah. I mean, even if I get slammed, I still have a bus ride.
