Before I continue, I'd like to announce that while I sit here at work, listening to dead skin cells peel themselves free from my epidermis, the Penguin is with my uncle at the grand opening-special-event-for-wine-and-food-society-snobs-like-them for the South Beach Wine and Food Festival getting lushed-drunk! Life is good (except I'd like my paycheck sometime before cockroaches go extinct).
As of this moment, I can feel my gluteal cappilaries bursting with my own bodyweight in this chair as I engage in such adrenaline-pumping activities as:
Clearing my sinus cavity Tying tiny repeating knots on a single hair I shed Orange seed tiddlywinks Doodling sappy Snape Family 'Love' sketches (this is a good thing) Contemplating my espresso-induced arrhythmia Lookind at an open Photoshop document as I try to finish a random design template for cheapskate clients Daydreaming of 18 days from today when I am off to a thrilling vacation with a great friend right here at home Daydreaming of July, when I'll be off to yet another great adventure in the Mystic Land of Northeastern American Granite, Moose, and the Flume Looking at air fares, hotel prices, and activities for July looking at pictures of Bedford, New Hampshire to aid in daydreaming (Because by now I have Miami's activities down-packed)And then I came across something INTERESTING (for a change): Why, pray tell, is Bedford, New Hampshire's property appraiser so much cooler than Miami-Dade's??? Miami-Dade has 3,000,000 residents; Bedford has what? 14,000? And by cooler, I don't just mean that
perhapspele's domicile is covered in mysterious frozen white substance in this picture. XP It makes me want to take off my clothes and wallow in it! (Yes, woman, you're house is like something out of Hansel and Gretel -- only with powdered sugar on the bottom -- in the two pictures I've seen of it...nice Christmas decor!)
...is it 5:00 yet???