AstroSass
Excess Mental Energy
argh, psychosis!
please someone tell me why i let myself get talked into
working 8-4 at the office this week. i now have to do 12
hours tomorrow. aaagh.
so my partyish thing was a reasonable success... and i
wnet to sam's tonight... and i really really need sleep
but i'm doing this anyway because i will forget my random
thoughts otherwise.
don't you hate it when streetlights just randomly turn
off? i'm always afraid i've tripped a speed trap or
something.
if men dressing as women is "drag," what is women dressing
as men? lift? some other opposite aerodynamic term?
why have i got to be the way i am? and why is me, as is,
all screwy?
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quote-y-poos:
"If you suddenly found yourself naked in front of everyone
at work, what would you say?"
Me: "Hi!"
Jon: "Eep."
Sean: "Yikes! Sorry guys!"
Melissa: "Excuse me..."
[can't remember the other two :(]
"What kind of pop-tarts are those?"
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