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Budget Cuts If you can't beat them, join them! Stuck on Alcatraz Sarcasma - from the makers of Damitol ... Office Etiquette in the trash Prison vs. Work Hello, it's Thursday! In the mood for ... A little static on your walkie talkie? Hominy, get it on the plate girl September 06 October 06 November 06 December 06 January 07 February 07 March 07 April 07 May 07 June 07 July 07 August 07 September 07 October 07 November 07 December 07 January 08 February 08 March 08 April 08 May 08 June 08 July 08 August 08 September 08 October 08 November 08 December 08
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The best part of waking up …
Well, who’s to say that I’m actually awake? Regardless, I do have Foldgers in my cup. Today is one of those snooze my alarm mornings. The kind of morning where I kick my covers all over and beat my pillow. I don’t care if my hair is a mess, it can be smoothed into a ponytail that I was even too lazy to pull completely through the holder so it’s a big messy loop. I’m probably the only one that even notices the white deodorant smudge I can’t remove from the hem of my black shirt, and if anyone else does notice that, well, they are way too close to my ass for my comfort. Slowpoke greeted me with a rousing “Buenos dias!”, thankfully I’d already swallowed a few gulps of office sludge. I noticed the Gerbil is in a meeting with The Man. Did I mention I suspect she is one of his flying monkeys? She may act like flowers and rainbows on the outside, but I bet you anything that if you sliced her open it would be thick black goo. I think I’ll rock and spin in my chair for a bit with another cup of coffee. Only 5.5 more hours to go. Good morning sunshines, it’s time to say “Hell – o” 5 comments from 5 users
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posted by
twinkie
on Sep 5, 2007 at 09:44 AM
posted by
CubicleDweller
on Sep 5, 2007 at 12:10 PM
posted by
DiVerL
on Sep 5, 2007 at 05:32 PM
Here's news from the other side of the fence, where the grass certainly isn't any greener. I'm stuck at home with my foot in a cast. My right foot....yeah that's right, I can't even freakin' drive. I'd give anything right now to be a corporate slave, but I bet that would wear off quickly. But I dream of it. Getting out of the house. Anything would be better than sitting in the same position I was when my husband left for work and still be in the same position when he comes back from work. I can't even get myself something to drink....or eat...cuz I can't get it and crutch to were I wanna go. That leaves eating and drinking over the sink....less plates and glasses, I guess.
posted by
tashkajones
on Sep 6, 2007 at 09:25 AM
oh man... today is one of those days for me... lol... i didn't even put the effort into pullin my hair back... it's still sopping ass wet... bleh... hehe posted by
an1ok1joe
on Sep 6, 2007 at 10:18 PM
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