you’ll break your crown

It’s leap day.  I suspect there will be many jumping photos today.  But not by me.

So rainy.

Scare quotes.

I voted.  I love voting.  It’s true.  I love filling in those little bubbles.  I love my Proud to Vote sticker.

I can’t believe the Flatirons only had one album.

They’re putting in new tile.  I want tile.  And bamboo.  Could someone come do my floors?  Thanks, ever so.

Must remember to unlock door. Must remember not to lock it back up after.

So it looks like Romney took Michigan.

Powerpoint.  I think I only like you slightly more than Excel.  And I do not like Excel.

Walk Run Walk Run Walk Run Walk Run

We need a zombie survival class.

Holding out.

All of Miss W’s youtube channels are showing up in my feed.  I think she’s commented on things as me as well.  Because the world should think that I’m a huge fan of LPS Zombie Bride.

You have to switch a flip.

Alien parasites will do that to you.

White text on black background messes with my vision.  I can’t stay on blogs like that long, no matter how good the post.

“Why is 8+8 16 and not 17?” she asked.

So when I was still at my old job I had this dream, and it was really funny.  In fact it still makes me giggle.  Well, apparently I wrote it down and saved it on my thumb drive, because I just found it.  And I’m sharing it with you, you lucky bitches …

I had this dream that I had this fart.  It was this long constant quiet fart -like I had sprung a leak.  I was at work but there weren’t very many people here and I was trying to get to the bathroom and Kayla, my pal, was just in awe of this fart and she was going to the bathroom with me.  In the hall we passed this lady who works in the building who has this weird immovable hair.  So we were in the bathroom and I was just hoping this fart leak would just stop already and we were attacked by spies or something and I was pissed (we were apparently undercover operatives, I think this all stemmed from this talk about how we should have our own TV show, except for the fart part) and I was yelling, “I can’t believe you attacked me when I’m busy farting!  What is WRONG with you??  You just don’t attack people when they’re farting!!”

I hope you spit something on your keyboard laughing.

Did I share that with you before?  I don’t think so.  Anyway, it’s still hi-larious.

I’m thinking about volunteering for that.  I’m trying to figure out how I’ll have time for that.

So I threw my phone in my pocket and it did stuff.  So some people might have gotten some odd text messages from me.

There’s a “Women’s History Month”?

A conspiracy theory class would be awesome.

I don’t want my lunch.  Maybe I’ll walk down to Subway.

The bunny and I want to go here.  The woman who owns it is from Kalamazoo!

ping.  ping.  ping.  ping.  ping.

I’m over this “multiculturalism” word.

Huh.  Where did McDonald’s go?

so happy you could

Free cookies at Subway today.

deleterious

So probably it would be unprofessional to put my birthday on the master calendar for the office, huh?  What?  They GIVE me these things to maintain.  I’m bound to have fun with it in my own little way.

Whew!

(or as Miss W says, Fewf!)

once, i wanted

Bear chili!  I still think K’s team should have won the cook off.

ok.  She’s kinda driving me nuts right now.

I love that movie.

My work station is not remotely ergonomically comfortable.  Who designed this nonsense?  The desks are too short.  So the monitors sit too low.  My posture is worse than ever.

I’m developing a rather dramatic headache.  I could really use a massage.

I’m almost done with this sweater.  I should be able to wear it to work soon.  Unless I look stupid in it.  Then it will have to be gifted to someone who won’t look stupid in it.

WHIP

I’ve been SPEAKING to people all day and it’s like they physically cannot hear me.  And I am not mumbling, Mister.

It’s gorgeous outside.  I did not want to come back from my walk.  It’s almost 60.  It’s almost skirt season!!!  I love skirt season.  Please feel free to send me cute skirts, as ever.

I certainly hope that the judges continue to rule in favor of private citizens because Constitution!

I better eat this banana before it’s all rotten.

Tights should come with sticky plasticky things on the bottoms so when you walk your feet don’t slide down and cram your toes all up in your shoes.

Oooh, I’m making the owl sweater next.  So cute!

I always type stagg instead of staff.  Always.

Oh, is that what the control in control top means?  I suppose that’s one way to lose weight.

Holy mega wind, Batman!  Glad it wasn’t like that when I was on my walk.

It’s positively sinful, you shouldn’t want to wake up.

i couldn’t think of what to say

This photo is from a disposable camera.  Fuji.  I tend to prefer Kodak film but the Fuji disposables are on average 2 – 3 dollars cheaper.  If you’re going to shoot a disposable, that is.

How is it Wednesday again already?

I need a better camera bag.

I have to present to the provost.  I think I get to remain seated.

Oh, it’s Ash Wednesday.

Why are these chapters so loooooooooooong?

there’s a fire

We have a lot of meetings here.

Embourgeoisement.  There’s another word I’ve never seen before.

They don’t believe in bookmarking websites.  It’s strange.

Just came across this quote attributed to William S Burroughs, “After a shooting spree, they always want to take the guns away from the people who didn’t do it. I sure as hell wouldn’t want to live in a society where the only people allowed guns are the police and the military.”

That was an epic meeting.  But there were donuts!!!

can’t live without

Stuck in my head this morning.

I still haven’t made it all the way through that Goad article.  I’ve been trying to read it since yesterday.

Eating two donuts a day is ill advised.

I may or may not have just poured water down my cleavage while trying to take a drink.

I am having really good hair right now.

I think the summer semesters are too short for two classes.  I’ll save that for fall.  I’m going to lose a lot of time taking Summer I off this year.

Our Primary is next Tuesday.  Still don’t know what I’m going to do …

It’s just a comedy of errors in my world today.

“Darwinian ontogeny is such bullshit!”

What a disaster.

Some things are just entirely too intellectual for me, thank you.

Bitter Jen Syndrome.  It’ll be in the DSM V.

Ooooh!  This should take me days!  Yay!

Look at where you’ve been to see where you need to go.

If you follow this link, you’re not allowed to yell at me later.  Go on, you know you want to.

But.  But.  I don’t like talking on the phone.

I’m still in desperate need of new music.  Someone send me a mix tape.  But in cd form.  please and thank you.

bananananananananananana

It’s capitol not capital.  You should fix that.  It’s kind of a big deal.

Ick.

Oh that’s aggravating and obnoxious.

I didn’t eat two donuts.  But I know someone who did.

Oh that’s sort of like the Batman nananana.  Weird.

Well look at that, I’m teaching myself new Excel tricks all the time.  I hate Excel.

I need to be able to make this stupid document read only to everyone else but editable by me.  And it has to be on the shared drive.  And I cannot make it work.

I’m glad you still have a job.  Cos that woulda sucked.

Matching Pooh shirts.  Huh.

I have no idea what to have for dinner.

I’d put my head on your shoulder, but that chip is taking up all the room.

she didn’t even pack her bags, but ran away with the wolves

Reading and re-reading my brilliant friend Derek’s poetry.  Shooting and shooting and none of it seems worthy of the words.  I should give up.

Nooooooooo.

My scissor hand hurts.  Notice I spelled scissor correctly.

Very long meeting up ahead.

Bless me!

Cookie bouquet, you say?  Intriguing.

I can hear the buzz.  The buzz must die.

Chary.  There’s a word you don’t see every day.

i feel better now

superheroes superheroes superheroes

Being a secretary is weird.  Very weird.  I definitely need the Mad Men wardrobe.

So sleepy today.

Take control!  Yeah.  That’s what you need to do.  Uh huh.

That poor Jehova’s Witness.  She’ll never come back to our house, I bet.

Chat N Chew.  Sounds ominous.

you are

Well.  Drinking half a bottle of wine first isn’t really an option currently.

Oh look at that!

Please pick up your feet when you walk!

My head keeps saying we need a number but we don’t.  We need a word.

Well.  Low self esteem isn’t really one of your issues, is it?

left me blind

Abraham Lincoln.  Yeah.

Mine is an

I need a superhero food.

Ack!  How did my desk get so messy?

Batterang cookies.  That might work.

Immiseration.  Now there’s a word I have never seen before.

I really like this bag.

I wonder what kind of frosting would be delicious on a batterang.

I hate sugar cookies.

na na na na na na na na na na na

Almonds have no business in my chocolate.

Well, that’s an interesting question.

Bat signal surprise.

I think I’m getting a bruise on my pinkie from these scissors.  Notice how I spelled that correctly again.

ok.  It was funny for 5 minutes.  I liked the photographer and libertarian ones.  I had a chuckle.  But ENOUGH with the “What X Thinks I Do” meme.  Enough.  Just stop.

My job is so weird.

I need a Diet Coke.

put your arms around me now

I’m deeply dissatisfied with the music on the zune lately.  It’s all skip, skip, skip, skip, play, skip, skip, skip.  Very frustrating.

Uh oh!  Sirens.  I didn’t do it!

starry eyed.

I need a snack.  Did I already mention that?  I need a snack.

How odd.

give up my whole world

I really need this water bottle for work.  Really.  Need.

Some people are just entirely too far away.  It’s been too long since we’ve been in the same town.

Oh look.  It’s time for scotch.