Here it is folks, I'm writing this while at work, on "The Man's" time. Other than that nothing is going on. At all.
Last night I fell asleep at like 10:30. Only old people sleep at 10:30. I'm getting old because of my job. It is so hot here and do you know why? Because this guy I work with was cold and so he turned the heat up to like 78 degrees and then he left and I'm not sure how to turn it down again. It's so hot it's making me tired and that's bad because it is now 11:38 AM. I'm getting spacey, like sometimes I catch myself staring at the ceiling and I'm not even wondering about anything. I'm just in some kind of bored coma. It's horrible.
You know what I'm going to have to do? I'm going to have to make up stories because nothing is happening or has happened. Except I might go bowling on Saturday. I love bowling, but only once in a while. I don't love bowling like I love Trivial Pursuit because I could play Trivial Pursuit everyday. Do you know what board game I love? And I'm not ashamed of it either. I love the Barbie "Prom" game. It is so fun because you have to earn enough money to buy a dress and then you have to land on a particular space to be able to draw a "date" card and so if you got the last "date" card you almost always got Poindexter! And Poindexter was such a nerd. I always tried to get Tom. Even if I got to draw first, I never picked Ken, I always, always picked Tom.
Guess what I am going to do right now. I'm going to go check the fax machine. And you better believe that story because it's true.
Last night I fell asleep at like 10:30. Only old people sleep at 10:30. I'm getting old because of my job. It is so hot here and do you know why? Because this guy I work with was cold and so he turned the heat up to like 78 degrees and then he left and I'm not sure how to turn it down again. It's so hot it's making me tired and that's bad because it is now 11:38 AM. I'm getting spacey, like sometimes I catch myself staring at the ceiling and I'm not even wondering about anything. I'm just in some kind of bored coma. It's horrible.
You know what I'm going to have to do? I'm going to have to make up stories because nothing is happening or has happened. Except I might go bowling on Saturday. I love bowling, but only once in a while. I don't love bowling like I love Trivial Pursuit because I could play Trivial Pursuit everyday. Do you know what board game I love? And I'm not ashamed of it either. I love the Barbie "Prom" game. It is so fun because you have to earn enough money to buy a dress and then you have to land on a particular space to be able to draw a "date" card and so if you got the last "date" card you almost always got Poindexter! And Poindexter was such a nerd. I always tried to get Tom. Even if I got to draw first, I never picked Ken, I always, always picked Tom.
Guess what I am going to do right now. I'm going to go check the fax machine. And you better believe that story because it's true.
posted by Booder at 9:28 AM
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