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May. 13th, 2005 11:24 amMan, this is the juciest orange ever. Can you absorb vitamin C through your pores? Because I'm covered in orange juice.
Covered.
Mike's had a great big filing cabinet in his office that he's been trying to get rid of for months. Evidently after I left last night they hauled it down the hall into a coworkers cubicle. And then they made a certificate that announced that the filing cabinet was a merit award for doing such a good job. They used the signing machine for the director's signature and taped it to a drawer. ("Ken, you were part of a prank last night." "Oh. Did I have fun?")
She was not amused. Oh, office hijinks. I love working in an office. Or, anyway, working in my office.
I want you all to come visit me so I can take you to Neighbors and you can experience the time between 1 and 1:30 am. It's right before people start getting too drunk and falling over, and the music is rocking, and everyone is dancing like nobody's business, and the room is full of your new best friends. It's quickly becoming one of my favorite moments--when everything just works.
The boys are very useful for keeping away anyone who might want to touch your ass uninvited. And they'll be more than happy to touch it if you do invite them to, I'm sure.
I had to change my system password yesterday morning, and I keep using the old one and then cursing. Because it's annoying.
Covered.
Mike's had a great big filing cabinet in his office that he's been trying to get rid of for months. Evidently after I left last night they hauled it down the hall into a coworkers cubicle. And then they made a certificate that announced that the filing cabinet was a merit award for doing such a good job. They used the signing machine for the director's signature and taped it to a drawer. ("Ken, you were part of a prank last night." "Oh. Did I have fun?")
She was not amused. Oh, office hijinks. I love working in an office. Or, anyway, working in my office.
I want you all to come visit me so I can take you to Neighbors and you can experience the time between 1 and 1:30 am. It's right before people start getting too drunk and falling over, and the music is rocking, and everyone is dancing like nobody's business, and the room is full of your new best friends. It's quickly becoming one of my favorite moments--when everything just works.
The boys are very useful for keeping away anyone who might want to touch your ass uninvited. And they'll be more than happy to touch it if you do invite them to, I'm sure.
I had to change my system password yesterday morning, and I keep using the old one and then cursing. Because it's annoying.
