Who knew my boobs had the skills to find and manipulate hot keys?

So, I’m sitting at my keyboard today, and my supervisor is just over the cubicle wall… he’s wanting me to give him a synopsis of data I’ve compiled.  Usually he stands annoyingly over my shoulder to do this, but he’s just figured out he forgot something at his desk, and has jaunted ( Read more... )

I think sometimes it doesn’t matter how much passion and conviction is in your ribbit, or how much you mean it… the frog still won’t believe you.

Transcript from a conversation this afternoon between myself (Me)

and some

Random Strange *G*uy  on the Internet from *O*ut  *O*f  *N*owhere (GOON):

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GOON: hello

Me: Do I know you?

GOON: nope my name is john i just saw you where ( Read more... )

A former roommate and good friend of mine is a recovering alcoholic, and has a magnet on her fridge with a little poem that's probably become one of the AA mantras or something, and, while some part of me thinks that should lessen the effect, since I've never really had any dependency or addiction issues, I can't help that any time I read it, or ( Read more... )

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I once knew a couple in Tallahassee who may not have been thinking very clearly with all of their choices in baby names.  When Karen Walker married into the Klein family, it was kinda the way Maria Shriver's officially a Kennedy... there's some connection that traces not terribly far back in the lineage, but it doesn't follow in name.  Her husbands ( Read more... )