Ah, the end of finals week and my school friends and I seem to be in recovery. I bet Voix is busting out the tiara, Jessi is finally showering again, the Captain is contagious, Michelle is in family crisis, Lorissa is missing, and I, darlings, have had a mostly crappy week. I am glad to see it end. I am also glad that the FedEx man just delivered a huge box of Godiva, into which I shall dive mementarily.
Why is Godiva so delicious? Why is there a plush reindeer wearing a Santa hat on my desk? Where did lawyer T. get that God awful rotating fake Christmas tree that glows red, yellow and blue? Why do all the clients who walk in here sweat nervously and ask me to sign paperwork next to a box marked "Witness?" Why did Britney Spears let Kevin Punk-ass father her child? How can I resist the urge to answer the phone "Good afternoon, we know you're guilty but we want your money anyway, may I help you?" Why do coffee filters make such funny hats? Why won't the vending machine maintenance guy make out with me in the janitor's closet? Would he make out with me if I wore a tiara? Gave him Godiva? If I made out with Britney Spears? What do you get when you image-google Mandolin Elvis Mouse?
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You are so awesome. Thanks for coming to the show last night.
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