More fun than Mayonnaise... or at least equally fun... OK, it's less fun, but you're still reading...
I just want to go home. I have grocery shopping, other shopping, cleaning, unpacking, reading, relaxing and many other gerands that I want to accomplish. But my sister is dragging her feet.... wanting to watch videos, wanting to bake pies, wanting to sort through old toys. I would go outside and smash an apple in the driveway out of frustration, but there are so many bees that I would be stung to death walking back to the house, sucrose and blood dripping from my shoes.
What's the deal with posting emails? I had a really fun email I sent someone, but I felt dirty and unloyal also posting on a blog. It was much more interesting than this post.
Posted by steveh at August 27, 2006 02:17 PM | TrackBackwas your email to anonymous poet?
Posted by: heather at August 27, 2006 06:59 PMwas your email to anonymous poet?
Posted by: heather at August 27, 2006 07:00 PMno, it was a very silly email to a girl, who like me, has a great sense of play but got locked in a overly logical world somehow. i hope we both escape before too long.
Posted by: gb at August 27, 2006 09:50 PMwould be a fun story to read...two trapped souls who develop a silly plan which involves extreme playfulness, that allows them to successfully escape from mutually overbearing logical perspectives.
Posted by: heather at August 28, 2006 03:23 AMBlogged emails are excellent for humiliation.
Why did you never show your playful side at work?
Posted by: Underblog at August 28, 2006 10:06 AMbecause "professional steve" has a bugaboo up his ass. he's really not much fun and i wish he would move to kansas and leave me alone.
Posted by: gb at August 28, 2006 10:10 AMyeah, like that time you taped dental x-rays on the ceiling of that professor's office. what a stuffed-shirt.
Posted by: sherman at August 28, 2006 02:49 PM