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Warning: stupid ass entry
A few months ago, the place I worked at moved to a new office. Because they're cheap, they gave us a container containing (yup, a container contains things) candy as a congratulatory gift. The container was a box-like thing with some random girl's picture on the four sides. Here it is
Because I don't really work at work, I decided to take a break from my nap (while on the clock) and do something with the girl's picture. Behind my desk/cubicle space is a window. You can't really tell from this picture, but just believe me, because I believed you guys when no one else did
There's this little hole in the wall of my desk where the light from the window shines through. So here's what only the most creative mind in the world could've done....
Yup, I cut her head out, poked holes through her eyes, and stuck it on my wall. Sometimes I'm so impressed at my own art that I feel like buying it off of myself.
Oh yeah, here's what happens when you get back into skating, and realize you still suck...
That's not my elbow. Just a real bad bruise. Girls who feel sorry for me... call me. Guys who feel sorry for me, stop reading my livejournal.
A few months ago, the place I worked at moved to a new office. Because they're cheap, they gave us a container containing (yup, a container contains things) candy as a congratulatory gift. The container was a box-like thing with some random girl's picture on the four sides. Here it is
Because I don't really work at work, I decided to take a break from my nap (while on the clock) and do something with the girl's picture. Behind my desk/cubicle space is a window. You can't really tell from this picture, but just believe me, because I believed you guys when no one else did
There's this little hole in the wall of my desk where the light from the window shines through. So here's what only the most creative mind in the world could've done....
Yup, I cut her head out, poked holes through her eyes, and stuck it on my wall. Sometimes I'm so impressed at my own art that I feel like buying it off of myself.
Oh yeah, here's what happens when you get back into skating, and realize you still suck...
That's not my elbow. Just a real bad bruise. Girls who feel sorry for me... call me. Guys who feel sorry for me, stop reading my livejournal.