Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Gosh, employment feels nice.

Future Dream Boss is now just Dream-Boss-to-Be! Hooray!

There will be an imminent dance party to celebrate- meet me in the living room, I'm the one with the Pringles.

Future updates to follow...in the meantime, I think I may have the plague.


All rights reserved to my snotty and generally self-deprecating writing. And if your comments bother me, I'll delete them. That's right, pumpkin.
...How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
-- Emily Dickinson