we all are being rather non-bloggy lately. my excuse is that my computer isn't working. what is yours?
little thoughts while at the library
-um, lady, can't you see that there is a line?
-uh, sir, did you take a bath in your clogne this morning?
-um, dear ladies- although it is interesting to learn of your prior marriages can you talk a little softer? and i would have hoped that you knew your ethnicity by now
-oh, lovely. little kids sitting in a wagon- in the library.
-okay people. i officially believe that american men are insecure... enough with the man perfume!
-why do i have 75 new emails and not one of them is worth reading?
-ew, i only have five more minutes
-awh, i have been given five more minutes
-i think the old ladies were playing musical husbands
-okay, we all know the order of your children- and which husband they belong to. thak you.
- i need to get out of here, my head is killing me- no more smelly people, please!
-this is a really weird blog. oh well. whatever works. new post=more comments. so even though it is nonsensical, must post something...
-oh, five more minutes!
-but i think i am going to cut out. toodles...
6 comments:
isn't it hilarious the things you can overhear? or people's expressions when then overhear you? plus ditto on the whole man perfume thing. gasp. faint. die.
plus plus ditto on the whole death of the blog thing. where is everyone?
Hey, I do my part.
And man perfume can be dead sexy if done right. (i.e. Corey Smith)
Hee hee, you make me laugh Maria.
I agree with Erika, but if it's going to be too much, I'd rather go with none at all. This one time, I keep meaning to write a blog, but then I realize that I don't have anything to blog about. I work too much. And funny stuff happens there, but then I realize it's only funny to me. Plus I can't remember it. Sad day!
man, maybe i should stop wearing my head phones at work.
then i'd have funny stuff to write about.
but then i'd have to actually talk to people.
The EFY kids on campus go overboard on the perfumes too. Gag!
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