crucible of ennui

When I was little I would put a pair of Barbie shoes on the end of my fingers to get that far away perspective and pretend that Dorothy was being carried away by my evil monkey army. March 29th, 2003.

I’m glad to see that someone else felt the same way about Barbie shoes.  

And here. This one’s special because it’s to YMCA (turn up your sound) and the moonwalk mid video is not to be missed.

And here. And here. Here. Here.

But this one’s the best. 

schadenfreude
ennui
phenomenon
kerfuffle
silhouette
booboojeebies
pudding

If I do end up having to shave my hair off, I’m going to get eyes tattooed on the back of my head.

Silent. Unexpected.

A master of stealth and surprise – the Ninja Zit. 

I left home this morning fresh-faced and squeaky clean. But somewhere between morning coffee and lunchtime, a lovely little mountain of pore-plug-goo appeared on the tip of my nose, to the delight and horror of my co-workers (none of which mentioned it to me).

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1. Papercuts, any variety
2. Wet foam rubber
3. Ice cream on a stick (popcicles are okay)
4. Empty tampon dispensers
5. Men who don’t wear undershits when wearing white dress shirts. ew.
6. Anaheim Ducks (booooo)
7. Birds
8. Zombies
9. Cheerleaders
10. Balloons

moar funny pictures

Midgetville – cool
Midget Porn – not cool

I’m glad that I don’t have Photoshop at work anymore. I’d never get any work done. I’d end up doing silly projects that would eat away at my time little by little.

Like this

And this

I have a few photos in my library that are BEGGING for attention (peg & tory – you’re next).

I was a Jedi until I got my boobs and then was told I had to be Princess Leia and wait to be rescued.

I think they were just scared I’d kick their sorry boy-asses.

Again.