But bear with me--I have to share this one.
I was leading a class revolution against an evil queen. One of our informants snuck to the front to tell me our enemy's greatest weakness:
No matter what kind the recipe called for, we needed to serve the queen only Swiss cheese.
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| Via (Viva la revolucion, bitches!) |
And, to prove that life is weird even when I'm awake...
A few days ago, I brought a Cadbury Egg left over from Easter to work. Hey, an egg is an acceptable breakfast food, right? My first bite cracked the whole thing, and I was in danger of it slopping everywhere. So, I did what any food-conservationist would do: I shoved the whole thing in my mouth.
Which of course was the cue for the HR person to approach me for a serious conversation about an interview she wanted me to sit in on.
I'm pretty sure I dribbled.
(True: This is my 100th post. That's 100 posts of meandering drivel and flat-falling jokes, and some of you are still with me. Ain't life grand?)
My dreams are completely bizarre. Other people have normal dreams about flying and being naked in public. I have dreams about people wearing ferrets on their heads and post apocalyptic scenarios where I steal my best guy friend's pot stash. I feel like a walking Ambien commercial -- "Your dreams miss you."
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on 100 posts!
I would totally wear a ferret. And as for the apocolypse--times are hard. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do to get by. Not usually a lot of entertainment options in those underground bunkers.
DeleteCongrats on 100! And isn't that the way you're SUPPOSED to eat a Cadbury egg?
ReplyDeleteIt's the only way I know--but maybe next time I'll save it for when I'm alone, like when I'm getting ready to eat an entire box of Girl Scout cookies. ;)
DeleteDamned near laughed until I choked over the mental image of you dribbling while trying not to look like you had a whole Cadbury egg in your mouth...
ReplyDeleteHaha, I was pretty close to choking myself.
DeleteImpressions: I make them.
OMG! Wearing a ferret! LOL! As for Cadbury eggs - eww! I know, I know. My friends called me a commie because I don't like milk chocolate. And I really don't like candy that explodes when you bite into it.
ReplyDeleteCongrats Dana!! So glad I found your blog! :D