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i think my mail box is pretty much caught up except for a couple of little things. it only took an hour. ( !! ) i'm caught up at HG as fars as crits go, ( and received one that blew my mind...) cracked my whip and got results, ( YAY! i'm soooo happy about that ) so that's a good morning's work right there.
hopefully on to something even more productive.
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Guido is so chirpy and happy he's making my intestines cramp and my butt pucker. the reason? the new uniform shirts. i tried one on last night after he left. they are HIDEOUS. hideous, uncomfortable, grotesque. they are polyester, a box shape, the sleeves are at least four inches or more too long for me ( what, i got gorilla arms?? ) and it doesn't fit right anywhere. i don't fill out the boob part ( good thing, or i would look like dolly parton plus ten ) and i fill out the belly part too much. long-sleeved, which combined with the polyester will kill me in the summer.
oh, he's just doing the happy dance everywhere.
i'm making a voodoo doll, and getting some really long pins. maybe a coupla chicken feet. i'm getting desperate here, people.
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Dancing With The Stars was great last night. i wish i could move like that, it's so elegant and graceful, even the unelegant and ungraceful people. these people take it very seriously....i guess deep down everyone has a competitive spirit, even if they're just competing against themselves.
i do think the wrestler girl with the 45 inch legs ( which is almost as tall as i am in my entirety ) has an unfair advantage, as she has had dance training all her life. not to mention those legs! hellfire, they should be illegal.
*sigh* i think my legs might top out at 27 inches.
that's pretty funny.
****
there's a new prompt up ( actually, a couple of them ) and i'm going to stop jacking around and do something today.
hold me to that, willya?
:)
hopefully on to something even more productive.
****
Guido is so chirpy and happy he's making my intestines cramp and my butt pucker. the reason? the new uniform shirts. i tried one on last night after he left. they are HIDEOUS. hideous, uncomfortable, grotesque. they are polyester, a box shape, the sleeves are at least four inches or more too long for me ( what, i got gorilla arms?? ) and it doesn't fit right anywhere. i don't fill out the boob part ( good thing, or i would look like dolly parton plus ten ) and i fill out the belly part too much. long-sleeved, which combined with the polyester will kill me in the summer.
oh, he's just doing the happy dance everywhere.
i'm making a voodoo doll, and getting some really long pins. maybe a coupla chicken feet. i'm getting desperate here, people.
****
Dancing With The Stars was great last night. i wish i could move like that, it's so elegant and graceful, even the unelegant and ungraceful people. these people take it very seriously....i guess deep down everyone has a competitive spirit, even if they're just competing against themselves.
i do think the wrestler girl with the 45 inch legs ( which is almost as tall as i am in my entirety ) has an unfair advantage, as she has had dance training all her life. not to mention those legs! hellfire, they should be illegal.
*sigh* i think my legs might top out at 27 inches.
that's pretty funny.
****
there's a new prompt up ( actually, a couple of them ) and i'm going to stop jacking around and do something today.
hold me to that, willya?
:)
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