Wednesday, February 04, 2004
You know your day is going to be long and treacherous when, feeling overwhelmed with everything you need to have done by EOB, you say to yourself, "God, I need a break...I think I'll do my taxes." <------Not exaggerated.
Writing these manuals and doing my taxes have sucked every last creative desire from my body so in lieu of a literary masterpiece, I will share with you some really, really, really, random things I've heard this past week:
"Wow! Your computer smells good!!!!"
Jaden
"Oh my god, Jen! I'm so worried about Martha Stewart!"
Said as sincerely as only a gay man can.
"I LOVE spackling!"
Frank, the Token Gay Man
"Vodka is slimming in a vomiting kind of way."
HPhat
I'm off to do my taxes....
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Writing these manuals and doing my taxes have sucked every last creative desire from my body so in lieu of a literary masterpiece, I will share with you some really, really, really, random things I've heard this past week:
"Wow! Your computer smells good!!!!"
Jaden
"Oh my god, Jen! I'm so worried about Martha Stewart!"
Said as sincerely as only a gay man can.
"I LOVE spackling!"
Frank, the Token Gay Man
"Vodka is slimming in a vomiting kind of way."
HPhat
I'm off to do my taxes....
