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This morning I am PMS'ing like whoa! It's making me very unhappy and out of sorts. What I need is to be horizontal, naked, and watching an endless line of science fiction movies. There's nothing sexual about that previous sentence, in case anyone who read it was like "woo hoo!" Don't go there or I will cut you.
At the end of the day in The Pit yesterday, I stripped the walls of my cube of all photie goodness. My cube is as nekkid as I wish I were right now. It's rather bleak and depressing. My cube décor was what defined my here, based almost completely on Terry Dolittle's eccentric work décor in the movie Jumpin' Jack Flash. Whoopi's character inspired me on a deep level. I know that sounds stupid, but it's true. Of course, all my doo-dads are still present. I won't take them down until next Friday when I do the final packing up of everything. Even with their presence, though, my cube is still uncomfortably nekkid. It's not right.
Now for pictures.
Here's the Nightmare Before Christmas Christmas tree that
green_goblin70 gave to me yesterday. I put the figurines out front so they'd be visible. Shock was decapitated, so I'll be getting some epoxy from Llew to reattach her head, but that's why she's not in the photo.

Aunt Tudi is officially on my unsurprisingly massive shit-list. She took the copy I made of the picture of the Feudal Mistress and myself, matted it, and hung it on the freakin' wall. What.the.fuck?

We had a hellacious storm last night. It was dramatic and windy and all that good stormy stuff. So I had to be outside, in my nightshirt, taking snapshots of Nature's Great Fury.



And, last, I have a new tee shirt. I got it from the company store for $2 and it makes me very happy.

I must now return to my work, or lack thereof. I have one order on my desk. One.
It's going to be a very long day.
At the end of the day in The Pit yesterday, I stripped the walls of my cube of all photie goodness. My cube is as nekkid as I wish I were right now. It's rather bleak and depressing. My cube décor was what defined my here, based almost completely on Terry Dolittle's eccentric work décor in the movie Jumpin' Jack Flash. Whoopi's character inspired me on a deep level. I know that sounds stupid, but it's true. Of course, all my doo-dads are still present. I won't take them down until next Friday when I do the final packing up of everything. Even with their presence, though, my cube is still uncomfortably nekkid. It's not right.
Now for pictures.
Here's the Nightmare Before Christmas Christmas tree that
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Aunt Tudi is officially on my unsurprisingly massive shit-list. She took the copy I made of the picture of the Feudal Mistress and myself, matted it, and hung it on the freakin' wall. What.the.fuck?

We had a hellacious storm last night. It was dramatic and windy and all that good stormy stuff. So I had to be outside, in my nightshirt, taking snapshots of Nature's Great Fury.



And, last, I have a new tee shirt. I got it from the company store for $2 and it makes me very happy.

I must now return to my work, or lack thereof. I have one order on my desk. One.
It's going to be a very long day.
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Date: 2005-08-18 01:03 pm (UTC)I love that tree!!!
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Date: 2005-08-18 01:13 pm (UTC)Hee, and shiny T-shirt. At some point we should contemplating taking pictures of some of our new T-shirts.
Hope that the day isn't too arduous.
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Date: 2005-08-18 01:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-18 01:34 pm (UTC)Aunt Tudi needs to have a pix of her and someone she does not wish to be reminded of, hung up also...
the storm, wow..did you get any energy from it at all?
love the new shirt....
sorry you are feeling the pains and yuck of said pms...that is a bitch...
Myst
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Date: 2005-08-18 01:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-18 01:41 pm (UTC)Love the new t-shirt, and i hope the picture of you and the F.M. comes down off the wall!
*hugs*
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Date: 2005-08-18 06:35 pm (UTC)Ahhh Aunties, they don't get it, they only ever think about how cute you are! (Like I'm supposing mine did when she used to tell people the story about how I shit all over her as a baby whilst she was changing my nappies.)
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Date: 2005-08-18 06:39 pm (UTC)And your poop story made me almost poop on myself I chortled so hard.
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Date: 2005-08-18 11:13 pm (UTC)preferably wraped in tin foil with a large barb wire bow....