Hmmm, last post double-posted.

All better now, I think.

*Yaaaaawn* Better not be one of THOSE Mondays..*rub rub rub*

Somebody has pizza in this building...

...I am Jack's diabolical urge to jack small children for pizza.



Ms Eff, who has a perfectly nice lunch waiting in her fridge. Bad Maus.

I hope this one doesn't double...

It's kind of a test. Test test ch-ch-check check check one two three, hooah, Hooah!

I was reading stuff on Anarchy, and all of a sudden I started thinking about someone that doesn't post anymore. I missed him so much.
Then I just felt sort of stupid and went back to work for a while.

I hate it when that happens. I shouldn't get so hung up about it.

I have a finger skateboard...

..it was part of a leftover kid's event in the Art Lab. (A coworker gave it to me.) It came with a plastic-encased Gummi-Sneaker that I'm afraid to try eating. (It smells...chemical. Not unlike a fresh urinal cake. Candy should not smell like this.)

The skateboard itself is rainbow colored, and about as wide as my hand. So far I've had my toy Pokemon ride it around the counter, as well as the Pope of Packing Peanuts and the Blinking Queen Amidala.
(Owwwow,shit, I just bent the hell out of my wrist putting my new toy up in my diorama at work...like an idiot Iwas balancing on my wheelie-chair hanging onto the counter with one hand. Don't say it, I'll say it for you...Bad Maus!)

Ms Eff, wondering if it's worth trying to pry the vile-smelling gummi-shoe out of it's plastic container, or if both should go sailing into the recycling...Any advice?