January 2008
6 posts
I predict...
…that one day this week at work I will be found slouched back in my chair, completely drained of energy, and drooling. My co-workers will initially be nervous that I’ve overdosed on either caffeine or nicotine, or a combination of the two. They will jerk me awake. My first words will be “gotta get it done, hop to it!” I haven’t said this since college, but I’m...
I miss the gold old days. Whoof. →
So, I'm not going to bring the work blog into my...
Because I damn blog all day, dammit. Poppa’s leaving his toolbelt at the office! And judging that the only person in the world who’s going to read this is Brooke Hatfield, I will go ahead and say, “Brooke, I’m gay.” Update: I realize now that I posted this link on Facebook, ex-girlfriends may not realize I was joking about my orientation. Greetings, weary traveler!...