Temerity Jane


I… might?… be ashamed of me?
May 28, 2007, 4:45 pm
Filed under: quick clips

So I’m having a pretty ‘meh’ day. I’m not in a bad mood, I’m not in a good mood. I don’t really feel like doing anything, and I’m pretty okay with that. Reading a little, goofing around on the internet a little, considering cleaning my room in that ‘no way in hell it’s gonna happen’ kind of way.

And then I came across this. This… I don’t even know. Here’s the thing. I’ve completely snapped out of my ‘meh.’

But the scary part is, I don’t know if I snapped out of it because this was just that damn funny… or because I actually enjoyed it. I think I’m dangerously leaning towards the latter.

via Awesome!



MEDIC
May 18, 2007, 1:20 pm
Filed under: quick clips

TJ: i feel like my brains are trying to come out the front of my head

TJ: I’ve had this headache building for a couple of days
TJ: my hands are being retarded as well
TJ: they don’t seem to be getting my brain messages correctly, they’re being… retarded
TJ: eh maybe i’m having a stroke
TJ: that might be good for a week off work

Might be time for a vacation when a stroke, possibly resulting in a nice, restful coma, is starting to sound appealing.



Lunch time
May 17, 2007, 2:59 pm
Filed under: quick clips, the redhead

TJ: mcdonald’s dollar menu is the best thing ever when you’re a bit poor for a day
TJ: and also? green straws.
TJ: For shrek!
The Redhead: i fully support the dollar menu
The Redhead: but i oppose the shrekification of basically everything in america
TJ: Whatever, dude. I got a green straw!
TJ: also? hahaha “shrekification,” nice one.



Taking cleanliness SRSLY.
May 17, 2007, 9:45 am
Filed under: quick clips

Gadgets: Weener Kleener Soap Ring (SFW) – Gizmodo

Weener Soap

Can you even comprehend this kind of awesomeness so early in the morning?



This is my office wig.
May 17, 2007, 9:28 am
Filed under: quick clips

I was coming out of work at the same time as one of our recruiters yesterday.

She says, “Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes!”

So I pause a second, thinking she needed something from me, but no, she was just using the phrase completely wrong.

“Hm?,” I say.

“No shoes on, smoking… you remind me of… of… Brittney Spears!”

“Great. Thanks.”

Note to self, no matter how sick I am of heels by the end of the day, they stay ON the feet til I am IN the car.