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I keep telling this to Leslie but I just have to say to everyone: I would kill puppies (yes, puppies!) to have Bill's ridiculously fantastic nose.
There, I said it! I've been thinking it for weeks and I've been saying it for days and now everyone on my friend's list knows. *nods* I'm like that creepy plastic surgeon guy. LOL!
So, I was randomly told the other day that I have a great laugh, that it's infectious. I am still loling over that. Not because I think it's not true (I can't necessarily judge my own laugh), just because I rarely get sweet comments like that, especially from guys, and ESPECIALLY from guys I barely know. XD In his defense, though (because he possibly sounds like a creeper), he sits in the cubicle on the other side of mine. So, he can hear me. I laugh loud a lot at work. Mostly because of Leslie and sometimes because of Penninah singing random songs about coworkers. *gigglesnort* I just can't help myself sometimes.
Of course, sometimes work just kills my soul instead of making me laugh. It managed to do that again today, despite everything going so well for most of the day. I mean, we were laughing, joking, no one was making me want to stab myself, et cetera. But, then 4pm rolled around, our supervisor left early, and people lost their effin minds! Okay, not everyone, just three people whose mouths are loud enough to kill planets. UGH! So annoying. Ah wells. I'm still debating whether or not to go to our supervisor and make him aware of the Idiot-Fest 2008 that happened after he left. But, then again, i don't want to be "that girl". Whatevs. We shall see.
Anyway, I'm posting too much, yes? This will be all for now. Unless I think of something else that is. XD
PS: Why didn't anyone tell me how good Panic at the Disco is live?! Holy crapnuts!!
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