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Been trying to make something funny happen to me all day so I can tweet it. Then I remembered I can lie to you guys because you're not real.
A coworker stopped an email to me midsentence. I imagine she is dead in her office attacked by an intruder. At least the intruder hit send.
Our power is out. Husband keeps trying to turn on tv. It's like watching a moth continue to run into the window.
Sat on my husband's side of the couch this morning.
Now my balls itch and I have formulated my predictions for the NBA preseason.
Now my balls itch and I have formulated my predictions for the NBA preseason.
Endangering other people's lives by not chewing my food properly while driving. Oh and texting about it.
Sitting next to my bank teller at the high school football game.
I wonder if she is also thinking about how poor I am.
I wonder if she is also thinking about how poor I am.
Sometimes I read my own tweets and laugh and then look around desperately for approval. And I realize I am alone in my cubicle. Stars help.
I always feel safer when I'm on my period. Because the tampon is
like an anti rape device. The Club for women.
like an anti rape device. The Club for women.
I just told a client's 1 year old I know EVERYTHING about them. I am like a creepier Santa. That gives food stamps instead of presents.
The new hire said, "I'm gonna go move my car" 30 minutes ago. Should I go search for her or just steal the purse she left in my cubicle?
Dad: If I start doing twitter will it tweet my phone?
Me: What?
Dad: Can it tweet my phone?
Me: You don't know what you're saying.
Me: What?
Dad: Can it tweet my phone?
Me: You don't know what you're saying.
Me: "Twitter says I am hilarious"
Hubby: "Hmm. I think it is a problem that there are people out there validating your stupid humor."
Hubby: "Hmm. I think it is a problem that there are people out there validating your stupid humor."
Having trouble deciding if that is a cop car beside me. Texting to find out if he'll pull me oh guess it is... brb
I try not to take, "Are you losing weight?" as "Didn't you used to be fatter?" but sometimes I hear it anyway.
Looking over my favstar page, I notice 3 things about myself: I stink, I fart, and I eat a lot. Yeah, I'd say that is pretty accurate.
I have difficulty making eye contact with people that irritate me. Mostly because I am trying not to laugh in their faces.
Just drove by the AA meeting hall and had a twinge of nostalgia I imagine people with normal childhoods associate with teddy bears.
Husband is out playing Beatles Rockband while I am writing my 15 page paper. Isn't this what happened with Lorena and John Bobbit?
Passive aggressive muttering: "I guess it's true, I'm always the last to know." Passive aggressive twittering: me. right now.
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