Bless my office chair. It has been like a warm cupping friend to me for so long. Apparently I am getting a new computer soon, and with this change in technological seasons, I think I am going to make an effort to steal someone else's chair. I know a couple of people have snuck extra-special and extra-comfortable office chairs into their budgets, and so if they go missing, who will be the wiser?
That, and I have to set up my hilarious trap over the entrance to the office (it dumps a bucket of confetti on whoever enters without permission).
I am a work-child with little to no remorse.
I think I have big hands and some girl told me I am cute. I had her take my picture and I am going to post it. I told her that she can pose me whatever way she wants to, and she snapped it at what she claimed is, "the perfect angle". Why am I such an attention wh*re? Some girl just has to bat an eye at me and I become a project.
That, and I have to set up my hilarious trap over the entrance to the office (it dumps a bucket of confetti on whoever enters without permission).
I am a work-child with little to no remorse.
I think I have big hands and some girl told me I am cute. I had her take my picture and I am going to post it. I told her that she can pose me whatever way she wants to, and she snapped it at what she claimed is, "the perfect angle". Why am I such an attention wh*re? Some girl just has to bat an eye at me and I become a project.