A few of the things that made perfect sense (in my head) yesterday.
I just ate my lunch for breakfast. That means I must make pancakes for dinner.
They should give me an office with a door and a window (although the window isn't vital) so I can actualy listen to my music instead of having to bend my head down toward my speakers to hear cause that gives me a crick in my neck and no one likes a crick in their neck.
It is raining and cold and windy and icky. I love it, but I would love it much more if it automatically meant everyone could wear sweatpants to work. Or leggings.
Water in Minneapolis is the taste equivalent of the smell of skunk. Skunk water. Someone should do something to get rid of it.
I would almost rather be forced to eat ketchup than listen to hold music. ALMOST.
USPS package tracking told me the shoes I ordered were delivered to my house at 1:24. There should be a policy at work that makes this reason enough to leave early.
If your soda mug is so big a goldfish could comfortably live in it, you need to downsize.
Recent Posts
Posts
3 comments:
It all makes perfect sense to me too! Love your blog! I've been following the link through Kristen and Anne, you are a great writer!
Hmm... I'll tell you what. You can have all of my ketchup. I'm not going to eat it.
BTW, has MJI introduced you to the sloppy jonas yet? Hmm...come to think of it, I should make sloppy jonases sometime soon.
JMW
Thanks, Kristie! You're too sweet.
Glad someone else follows my logic, too.
And Jonas...I HATE ketchup. Probably not as much as you since it can't throw me into naphylactic shock but still.
Post a Comment