Around 1:00, I sent out about 30 9"x12" envelopes at work. I was unable to find a glue stick, so I decided, "Hey, why don't I lick all those 30 9"x12" envelopes shut. After all, that's why the glue is on the envelopes, right?" So now it is 4:00, and I can still very, very strongly taste envelope on my tongue, despite going through 16 oz. of a 20 oz. Coke to try to get rid of the glue flavor. At least it was not 60 9"x12" envelopes.
Inadvertent bad idea of the week. I forgot to record "Gilmore Girls" last night. I am very sorry, Kimberly. At least it was apparently a subpar episode.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
