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CONGRATULATIONS TO ALLIE!!!
(It will become official next week possibly after she passes a background check for the corporate offices but we hold no doubt at all!)
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| THIS COULD HAPPEN TO YOU!! |
[07 Feb 2005|08:41pm] |
A fwd my mom got.
THIS COULD HAPPEN TO YOU..... IT COULD HAPPEN TO YOUR MOTHER ...YOUR SISTER OR YOUR DAUGHTER...
The strangest thing happened to me at lunch today.
I was sitting at a local outdoor cafe having lunch by myself and two men came and sat down at my table..... I gave them the death look, but they just casually stayed at my table and wouldn't leave me alone. I shined up my ring on my married finger, then placed my hand on the table and I hinted to them that I was married and that I was not interested in them. Luckily for me they got the hint and left, but thankfully the whole thing was captured on the Cafe's camera. I'm sending you this picture as a warning.............. just in case they try and pick you up too.
Honestly, some men think they are God's gift.
( Read more... )
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[07 Feb 2005|02:35pm] |
My pocket calendar has like. The same polarity as I do or something. Because I SWEAR TO GOD. It hides from me. It has a mind of it's own and it never ever wants me to know my schedule.
EVER.
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[07 Feb 2005|11:49am] |
You know what I appreciate?
FREE LUNCH.
There was a party here yesterday and with it came THE LARGEST SANDWICH KNOWN TO MAN. And with THAT, came "leftovers."
I am the recipient of such leftovers. And.... Yummy.
Unrelated, whenever I wear a blue collared shirt, of which I have like five, with my khakis, I feel like I should go stand at a register and be berated. Ah, the habits that come with working at Blockbuster for five years or so.
Unrelated to that, but somewhat related to the free sandwich, my boss doesn't like Lays potato chips. That alone, odd but acceptable. But come to find out that the woman doesn't like brownies.
AT ALL.
I mean. BROWNIES. My favorite thing on the planet in moderation next to a realy crisp apple.
No brownies. PSHA.
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[06 Feb 2005|02:10pm] |
I'm wearing an 80's T with a shoulder-wide neck with a picture of Grumpy Dwarf on it. My mommy bought it for me. I'm going to go out in public wearing it today. Headed to Target so I can buy Aleve at discounted prices along with other stuff I can't remember because I didn't write it down.
I'm clever like that.
Say bye bye Grumpy!
"Bye bye grumpy!"
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[05 Feb 2005|11:53pm] |
And here it is.
My masterpiece. It's dedicated to ![[info]](http://library.vu.edu.pk/cgi-bin/nph-proxy.cgi/000100A/http/web.archive.org/web/20050209190329im_/http:/=2fstat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) inertiastar and her trip to LA on her companny's dime! YAY!
So, cheers and hear-here for her awesome recent fortunes and my mind not completely rotting after college.
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[05 Feb 2005|08:15pm] |
Hello?
My last post was not about a fucking shirt design contest.
I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE THE CONTEST.
It was about DESIGNING. And PLAYING. And liking what I came up with.
CHRIST.
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| Why did I not upload these when I uploaded the OTHER ONES?? |
[04 Feb 2005|10:15pm] |
This is the same night as Hibatchi. Or your other fancy word that means exactly the same thing as hibatchi except you gotta sound all SMRT or something. Anyway. We went to Hibatchi because it was Jake's birthday.
It was still Jake's birthday when we left the restaurant and went back to his and nat's place for CAAAAKE.
( Mmmm CAAAKE. )
OMG ITS WEEKEND YAY
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[04 Feb 2005|02:52pm] |
It's decidedly more difficult to tote a vase of flowers (in water) on your lap in the car than it is to have two moving dogs on your lap. It may be because puppies are maleable and smush away from the moving wheel when you want them to. OR It may have to do with which I am more familiar with, as I have dogs more often than flowers in my presence. I put the vase in my lap (photographs coming posthaste forthwith tootsweet) and I could barely drive, all I wanted to do was sniff them. This does not happen with dogs. Most of the time.
OMG. It's Friday. I am SO HAPPY about this.
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| Rueben |
[04 Feb 2005|01:21pm] |
Update forthcoming.
My rueben has arriiiiiiiiiived.
Comments:
Smells AWESOME.
Messy.
I APPROVE.
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[04 Feb 2005|12:04pm] |
For the longest time inertiastar and I had this running joke about a Rueben. Now it has come back to haunt me.
WHAT IS A RUEBEN??
I've been dared to eat pastrami today and the place we are ordering from has a Pastrami Rueben on their specials list today.
WTF IS A PASTRAMI RUEBEN AND SHOULD I EAT IT??
(also, why doesn't jetblue fly to chicago? and why doesnt spirit fly between nyc and chicago even though they fly to both airports?)
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[04 Feb 2005|09:08am] |
jenandtonics pointed out a video clip of Bill O'Reilly exclaiming something about the Paris Business Review, a publication that declared the loss of billions due to the US trade boycott?
Anyway, It seems no such publication exists and so I googled it!
Seriously if you don't find that website funny, get your humor checked.
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| SUP!SUP!SUP!SUP! |
[02 Feb 2005|12:13pm] |
ginabuny:
Did I ever tell you that when I was cleaning out the stock cabinet, I saw this can and it was like staring at me and I thought..... omg! Sup!
And then I grabbed it because I wanted to know what it really was, and it was lame...
and then of course, I grabbed a little box and a spider crawled out and not only did I scream like a girl but I scared the living crap out of my boss?
Well now you know.
It's all true.
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[02 Feb 2005|12:11pm] |
A cha cha chaaaa
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[01 Feb 2005|08:48pm] |
Just because I know you all want to know what PJ looked like when he wasn't fiercely attacking another puppy, I've uploaded this.
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[01 Feb 2005|12:08pm] |
Brenda and Eddie were going steady, you know. It's true.
Whenever I hear that Billy Joel song, I fel like I'm at a carnival and I bite my lip as I do the white-man-dance.
I'm serious.
It just played and I know I'm at work but I got up, went into my boss' office and danced all the way over to the copier for no reason at all.
Then she started to talk about her ACL operation and threw off my groove.
bewaaaare the grooo00oove...
Unrelated, I have spent most of the morning entranced by how funny cleolinda's parodies can be. ... Oh, and also stealing pre-stamped envelopes for personal use ffrom the town of Greenwich stock cabinet.
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[31 Jan 2005|10:10am] |
Why didn't I bring a book today??
That was dumb.
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[30 Jan 2005|06:04pm] |
I took Sarah, or Sarah took me, to see Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice at the local State Art Theatre.
No one ends up brutally murdered in that play it seems, so I assume Shakespeare meant it as a comedy.
AS WELL IT WAS.
By all accounts hilarious. I'm so glad I went. It only gets doubly funny discussing it afterwards. Two hours went by while I thought cleolinda would have a field day writing up this movie. FIELD. DAY. But I fear she won't do it, as it may just be too simple a task.
Good Lord.
Some thoughts:
The sheer number of midgets sprinkled into the cast.
The article that claimed this film had homosexual undertones.
Where is Ralph Fiennes?
How does Al Pacino feel about spit?
Can Jeremy Irons please eat something.
Is it possible that Venetian men have not figured out a better way to fish than to shoot them with a bow and arrow as they swim?
Jewess, WHY SO SAD??
Why is that man green? Why doesn't he know where his son lives?
Kris Marshall, never will you be taken seriously. Ever.
"Hey Dad, Yo. Yo dad. It's me. I want to quit this job. let's go work for the poor guy. YAY!"
Poor Launcelot, looks like a leper turned Jester.
Good LAWD, That's a funny movie.
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| PJ's Playdate |
[29 Jan 2005|04:36pm] |
So this is the wide angle version of the last hours of the playdate, but I'll post it first to give you a sort of layout and understanding.
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