Firstly, did anyone pick up on the fact that I'd slipped into Pirate dialect somewhere between now and the last few days? Because I sure didn't realize it until I read the Plague this morning. Dyarrh. Me booty.
Secondly, let this serve as an official notice that I am now licensed by the government of California to be in control of a moving motor vehicle, and am now officially on the roads endangering the lives of everyone in the United States. Some may say that licensing me was an act of counter-patriotism (much like failure to flush the toilet - see the entry titled "Entertainment Value" for more details), but who's to argue with only 5 points off for accidentally running over a small dog - er, I mean, stop sign line? And so, I take my bow and munch on my victory donut (an official licensed Donut Time product - the only good thing in El Cerrito).
Bodice update: alas, poor Yorick. Well, not poor Yorick - he became object of a skull-oriented soliloquiy, and that's pretty damn cool. But I digress - due to unforseen circumstances involving the grommeting machine and serious incompatibilities with the pre-drilled stays, it's time for a redesign and rebuild, only I can't find a corset-monkey to do my work the way companies can hire webmonkeys for their redesigns and rebuilds. *darn.*
In other news, I'm afraid I must take the time to make the statement that "men are adorable creatures."
And now, it's time for me to sleep - as tomorrow, I start work! Wish me luck everyone. I even went so far as to re-dye my hair (and the bathroom sink) dark blue so as not to scare the boss on the first day!
Further bulletins as events warrant.
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