I need a zipper

…for my smart ass mouth. * A coworker walked by saying something something…either “I could eat a horse” or “I just peed like a horse”. Me: Wait. Did you just say a horse or a whore? Him: *laugh* Both. Me: So…you’re a whore horse? Erin: He could be a horse whore. Me: A horse whore? Erin: [Knowingly] …yeah… Me: But being a horse whore, isn’t that kind of… Erin: I’m not going there… Me: …donkey show-ish? Erin: …and you just have to go there, don’t you? When I told this to Brandon later last night. Me: You know, nobody else...
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Cult following

I think I am now qualified as the High Priestess of the Cult of Fresh & Easy. I just put the Fresh & Easy blog on my Google Reader. ETA: I started a new blog – Temple of Fresh & Easy.  Join me in my obsession, won’t you?...
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Happy Busy

Seriously. Friday was a combination of hard work and fun. Nhien and I managed not to hurt ourselves while moving all sorts of boxes of our printed matter around the office and worked up a pretty good appetite. We grabbed Celeste and Pat and headed to Sushi Go 55 and the rest is over there. We came back just in time for me to throw the office birthday party. With yummy stuff from Delilah Bakery, everyone had a happy afternoon, all hopped up on sugar! I mean, all 6′ 5″ of Canadian Greg scooted over to us on this thing...
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Going where?

Celeste, Nhien and I ran into The New Guy in the parking lot yesterday. He asked where we were heading off to. Celeste said, “You want to come with us? We’re going to pho.” [Pronounced: fuh] TNG just looked at me with an expression I now know as the “I’m not going to go there” look. And of course, I just had to go there on his behalf and for everyone’s entertainment. “The noodles, TNG. We’re going to get Vietnamese noodles,” I told him. Celeste and Nhien caught on and started laughing. “I thought you were going to get hot...
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Instant Weight Loss

Change your weight into kilos in the U.S., and you’re actually lighter. Apparently, the cylinder that defines how much one kilogram is has become 50 micrograms lighter.  At least the one in the U.S. is. I weigh in at 105 lbs.  (Yes, I’m officially over 100 lbs.  Shut up.)  = 47,627,198,850 micrograms (47.627198850 kilograms) If the U.S. kilo is now 999,950 micrograms, then I actually weigh 47,627,196,469 microgram (47.627196469 kilograms) I’m 2381.359943 micrograms lighter now! Woohoo!...
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