Maybe I'll start doing this thing again
Well helllloooooo. La la la.
I haven't done anything on this here thang in ages. So I guess I will. Lookit me, lookit me!
I'm all sorts of into "that whacking thing", now. Which probably isn't much of a surprise since, I've recently learned, despite the fact that I tried to keep it from all the folks I knew... they knew anyway. Awful polite of folks, really, lemme live in my closet, and hand me an egg salad sandwich and a copy of Maxim every once in a while...
I went to an "event" this weekend. Wish That Wall Guy were there. Was fun stuff, going to another one this weekend. Went to one that was two weeks long a couple weeks ago. If this keeps up, I'm gonna turn into a camp booger.
Y'know, I used to think people were kidding about camp boogers. As I get older, I learn they were not. Nor belly button lint. I'm waiting for Sasquatch to come up to me and ask for a Harvey Wallbanger. Yeah, right, like those things exist. Wallbangers. Sheesh.
In latest news, I was promoted to head of my department a few months ago. In even laterest news, I just got another raise. If this keeps up, I'm gonna turn into a work booger. Which also exist, especially when the Partner in Charge stops by your desk to see how things are going, and you have to pretend like you were just reaching to itch your eye and missed. Badly.
Also not a good idea to shake hands at this point.
I gotta pack.
I haven't done anything on this here thang in ages. So I guess I will. Lookit me, lookit me!
I'm all sorts of into "that whacking thing", now. Which probably isn't much of a surprise since, I've recently learned, despite the fact that I tried to keep it from all the folks I knew... they knew anyway. Awful polite of folks, really, lemme live in my closet, and hand me an egg salad sandwich and a copy of Maxim every once in a while...
I went to an "event" this weekend. Wish That Wall Guy were there. Was fun stuff, going to another one this weekend. Went to one that was two weeks long a couple weeks ago. If this keeps up, I'm gonna turn into a camp booger.
Y'know, I used to think people were kidding about camp boogers. As I get older, I learn they were not. Nor belly button lint. I'm waiting for Sasquatch to come up to me and ask for a Harvey Wallbanger. Yeah, right, like those things exist. Wallbangers. Sheesh.
In latest news, I was promoted to head of my department a few months ago. In even laterest news, I just got another raise. If this keeps up, I'm gonna turn into a work booger. Which also exist, especially when the Partner in Charge stops by your desk to see how things are going, and you have to pretend like you were just reaching to itch your eye and missed. Badly.
Also not a good idea to shake hands at this point.
I gotta pack.