Flight of the Conchords

Ladies...it's business time.

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Ladies, I may be one of the last people ti learn about this website, www.pandora.com, but I had to tell you about it if you don't know about it. I went after reading today's Doonesbury. It's amazingly fun if you like music, and I know you all do. and it's free. oh yeah, free.

go, go now.

and also I have sprained my ankle for the 5th time. yeah, good times.

Why I will not ever be a children's librarian

So...I was called 'unethical' by several of my archives classmates because I referred to 7th graders as having "little hands" and being "squirrely" in nature. The people in the class complained about the code of ethics blah blah blah. Look fact of the matter, I'm not a fan of kids. I'm not unethical, I'm just mean.

Happy Turkey Day!

TRAPPED pt. 3

I applied for a job at Northwestern U today too. It seemed like the thing to do. Mostly b/c I really can't see m yself at this job much longer. It pains me tro come in most days. But isn't that what work is supposed to be?

TRAPPED pt. 2

Why did they give me a laptop to play with during this meeting? All it does is temp me to do live blogging, like I'm a secret operative or something....

Why I'm Wicked Intelligent

I will admit that THIS gave me a bit of a self esteem boost today.

And provided me with yet another reason why men should be seeking me out to have their babies.

TRAPPED

trapped in meeting, send help & vodka

Photogenically Challenged

It did not occur to me that people never take normal pictures of me until Laura called tonight, causing me to get out the photo album of the time I went to visit her in St. Louis. Note that in almost all these pictures, you can actually see the demon alcohol that facilitated these scenes.



















And there are more.

Oh, there are more.

I would like to go back to that winery.

Laura

On her skills: "I am a thief and an adulterer...and I know how to dance."

On Jesus: "Jesus was our people."

On dreams: "'Do we have a radio and a straw?'...Yes, we did, so i took the radio and put the straw into the radio somehow and blew into it and it was like morse code and my friend the vampire came to rescue us. But he took his time getting there."

lamest post ever. sorry.

So are we going to meet for mimosas and witty banter again this Thanksgiving?

I'm at work. And all I can think about is mimosas and turkeys. What does that say about my job? What does that say about me? And, perhaps more importantly, what does that say about you?

I'm not so sure about the company you all keep...