Feb 122008
 

Only four of us were brave (stupid) enough to fight our way past the hundred-foot snow drifts and barrell across the sprawling and frozen tundras, just for the opportunity to sit in our swivel chairs and stare at the computer screen for eight hours tonight. We have no supervision, so look out.

I heard Collin tell Bob he brought some date rape lollipops to dole out to the cleaning women here tonight.

Bob is listening to Spoon. As he was putting the CD on, he asked me if I had heard of them. I have, in fact, but saying yes is never enough because I’m kind of musically psycho so I quickly added, "They’re from Texas" to further prove that I know who they are. Just in case my initial "yes" wasn’t enough to have Bob sold. Why do I do that? Sometimes I hate myself.

I often mistype Bob’s name as ‘Bon." Eventually, I’m just going to start leaving it like that.

I plan on staying until 8 before getting all Drama Club about the weather and then working from home. Henry told me to let him know ahead of time so he can get his girlfriend dressed and out of the house. That card.

Tomorrow I’m going to pursue a new career in bread baking. Data processing is for the birds.

  4 Responses to “Hello mon ami”

  1. “They’re from Texas” to further prove that I know who they are. Just in case my initial “yes” wasn’t enough to have Bob sold. Why do I do that? Sometimes I hate myself.”

    no way! that’s part of what makes you cool.

    what kind of bread?

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