Cleaning out my desk
So i am totally enjoying cleaning out my desk. Everyone knows i love to throw shit away...and it's so cool that i don't have to worry about what I'm throwing out. I 9 more days left here and I have already taken every ounce of personal crap out of here. That is just the way i work...I so don't want to take it down on the last day and walk out with a box filled with my stuff. That would just make me sad. I hope i don't see other people doing that...i'd cry. I'm really sad about not sitting across fro m my friend Nora any more. Everyday we come in, she's sitting at her desk...we talk about what was on TV last night. Then I ask..."How's baby lauren doing?" Lauren is her almost 3 year old cute ass daughter (who used to live across from us) anyways...she's so funny and now I'm not going to here those wonderful stories anymore. Today's story was about how they went to Disneyland. and she loved it but the funniest thing was she LOVED the Tiki Room. She was standing on Nora's lap the whole time dancing and waving her arms in the air. And after the whole thing she turns to her mom and dad and said proudly, "I farted in the Tiki Room" DAMN this kid is pure genious. It wouldn;t be cute if andrew ws standingon my lap and farted in my face...(plus i'd pass out) but still....baby lauren is a total genius. She cracks her parents up all the time. When andrew and I have a baby I'm going to make it a stage and it will be our personal baby comedian. Little brick wall backdrop...baby mic stand..spot light. and the jokes better be good or we'll boo him or her off the stage....I'll have our friends come over so it's a nice big intimidating audience.
okay it's time to go check ya later
okay it's time to go check ya later