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And now for my next trick...
Jan. 13th, 2005 11:56 am...I think I shall burst into flames after lunch today. At least that's my hope. For we, and "we" being a group of us from work, are planning to scamper to our cars very soon and get the heck out of this stressful place, and go fuel our lust for spices at Genghis Khan, a Mongolian BBQ sort of place, where you can watch people spontaneously combust every 10 minutes or so, all because they don't have a clue as to exactly how much is too much in the world of spices that make you want to sever your tongue.
I, on the other hand, have found that it can be great fun to sniffle one's way through afternoon meetings, making people wonder if you are either (a) a recovering coke addict or (b) if you've got some sort of exotic disease that they might somehow catch. Both of those options help to end the meetings quickly, which makes everyone a winner. A winner, I say.
It's all good in the game of Life.
I always wanted to be one of the little pink passengers in that game. Life, that is. Maybe in my next life, that will come true. I just hope I don't get chewed on by a cat (they have sharp teeth) or swallowed by a toddler (ugh). I hope that I, as a little pink plastic passenger in the game of Life, am owned by a middle aged couple who likes to play the game but at the same time, takes good care of it. They could even be obsessive about taking good care of it, as that would benefit me greatly. I think I would like to listen to the little plastic spinner go around and around all the time. Life has one of those good sorts of spinners. And they have hills in that game, that you get to drive the little cars over. A game just can't get any better than that.
I, on the other hand, have found that it can be great fun to sniffle one's way through afternoon meetings, making people wonder if you are either (a) a recovering coke addict or (b) if you've got some sort of exotic disease that they might somehow catch. Both of those options help to end the meetings quickly, which makes everyone a winner. A winner, I say.
It's all good in the game of Life.
I always wanted to be one of the little pink passengers in that game. Life, that is. Maybe in my next life, that will come true. I just hope I don't get chewed on by a cat (they have sharp teeth) or swallowed by a toddler (ugh). I hope that I, as a little pink plastic passenger in the game of Life, am owned by a middle aged couple who likes to play the game but at the same time, takes good care of it. They could even be obsessive about taking good care of it, as that would benefit me greatly. I think I would like to listen to the little plastic spinner go around and around all the time. Life has one of those good sorts of spinners. And they have hills in that game, that you get to drive the little cars over. A game just can't get any better than that.
