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What do you say when someone walks over to your desk, rolls up her pants to the knees, and says dramatically, �LOOK at my LEGS�? Is it inappropriate to burst out laughing? Because I did. These are the people I work with every single day of my life. No wonder I�m a little odd. I�ve been getting so much work done lately. It�s awesome. I feel like my boss should give me a gold star or something for working all day and hardly looking at the internet at all. But really, should I get a gold star for doing, uh, my job? In my world, totally, but my world is unfortunately unrecognized here in Realityville. Which is nowhere near Margaritaville, a fact that continually bothers me. I noticed something about this getting work done at work thing � it always goes hand in hand with the getting nothing done at home thing. You should see the laundry I need to do. It�s taken over at least two rooms in my house. My house only has seven rooms, so that�s like 29% or something percent of my house buried underneath some nasty dirty clothes. Also, I have suddenly become less anal about the dishes. This troubles me. I just know that one night I will wake up in a cold sweat, screaming �Oh God, the dishes are SO DIRTY!� I? Need help. Kids are: "Higher Love" Steve Winwood ? Last person who pissed me off: Coworker who is wearing a black bra under a white shirt. No one needs to see that. Heard in my house: "I did it all by myself!" Nickolas figured out the scooter. Miss Anything? pics - 2007-06-05
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