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Mar. 18th, 2005 04:50 pmI've had two random netwhores ask to be added on Myspace. I feel so special.
You know how sometimes you'll shift in a chair and it'll make a noise that sounds like a fart? If other people are around, do you try to make the noise again so they know you didn't fart?
*phweork* "See, it wasn't me! It was the chair!" *phweork* *phweork*
I'm currently tied for third (out of 33) in the office pool. At this early stage, that means absolutely nothing. But at least I'm not out of it already.
My former co-worker Nancy is downstairs picking up a freelance project, so of course I shot a rubber band at her. But I overshot and came about six inches from hitting Larry upstairs. (We're on a balcony.) Nancy wouldn't have even flinched, but Larry would have thought it quite strange if he'd noticed. He probably would have been all "What was that about?" and I would have had to put a hurting on his punk ass. It's insane, the amount of regulating I have to do around here.
You know how sometimes you'll shift in a chair and it'll make a noise that sounds like a fart? If other people are around, do you try to make the noise again so they know you didn't fart?
*phweork* "See, it wasn't me! It was the chair!" *phweork* *phweork*
I'm currently tied for third (out of 33) in the office pool. At this early stage, that means absolutely nothing. But at least I'm not out of it already.
Edward M. Kennedy (D.-Mass.) was the first to notice that the two men were circling each other, Mr. Cheney brandishing a switchblade and Mr. Leahy the jagged neck of a broken bottle.
"Oh, snap!" Mr. Kennedy recalls thinking at the time. "It’s getting kind of hectic up in this piece."
My former co-worker Nancy is downstairs picking up a freelance project, so of course I shot a rubber band at her. But I overshot and came about six inches from hitting Larry upstairs. (We're on a balcony.) Nancy wouldn't have even flinched, but Larry would have thought it quite strange if he'd noticed. He probably would have been all "What was that about?" and I would have had to put a hurting on his punk ass. It's insane, the amount of regulating I have to do around here.
