September 28, 2005
Work? Slack? Doh!!??
Random. Busy. Weird.
And I'm craving movie theater popcorn and a good movie makeout. Currently accepting applications for that.
Just specially for you, Paige my love.
On my bulletin board ~ Elvis' driver's license ~ Picked up in Austin years ago on Sixth Street in some weird leather sex shop:
Hooraycane. Yeah. Be prepared. Be prepared to park your ass with me on the highway with 2.5 million other chickenshit evacuee motherfuckers.
These weren't my Mardi Gras 2000 beads, nor did I even show boob to get them. But there they sit in my desk drawer. Kind of sad when you really think about that.
So. Just in case there is another hurricane, I am well prepared to hole up in my office. Because, you know, one can never have enough canned beets, grits, and packaged tuna in your desk. And ewww... why the hell is all this stuff in my desk drawer in the first place?
And, who needs cable tv when, in addition to my yummy non perishables, I have a coloring book and a velcro ball and paddle to play with.
Serenity now. Serenity now. The fountain was a White Elephant Gift at our company "holiday party" last year. It worked and ran water for like two days. Why? Because there is no serenity allowed in my office. Only boredom or chaos or a mixture of both.
Why is is that there is no one to go to lunch with today?
Ellie would positively crap her pants over those beads. We're a "bead" house. And yes, she will show her boobs for them.
Posted by: Sarcastic Journalist at September 28, 2005 05:05 PM