hi blogland, it's me, lana. i've had a lot on my plate lately, literally.
yesterday i ate poison at work.
it wasn't as bad as i would have expected it to be, although the taste took a few hours to fade away. but at least i saved some people from potential death and their relatives from the hassle of a lawsuit, not to mention my boss's job.
i was just commenting to a friend recently about how much i enjoy having a career that always offers something new and different with each day, as opposed to sitting in the same desk in the same office. i would have never experienced how easy it is to confuse a chemical de-greaser with cooking oil had i chosen a different path.
additionally, i am now realizing that my miniskirts from six years ago might still fit, but that doesn't mean that i should be wearing them. this does not upset me, however the fact that i kind of want to keep a few of the nicer ones for my daughter should she ever want to wear them some sixteen years from now is quite bothersome. am i a hoarder in the making?
it's almost too disturbing to think about. instead i think i'll go marvel at my amazing natural wonder, a siamese strawberry i found like a treasure hidden amongst all the regular berries. behold:
you know you want one too.
ps. where did my spell check go?
pps. and what is with all the spam? have i really been gone that long?
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4 comments:
Girl, I thought you were dead.
This is what's bad about loving bloggers. You don't know them in real life, so if they get hit by a car or something, you'll never get wind of the news.
Yeah, I'm not wearing anything that is more than 2 inches above the knee anymore. Yikes.
Save them. But don't wear them.
I love you. And miss you.
And think of you WAY more than you would be comfortable knowing.
YAY! You're back! I was just thinking about you the other day actually.
Watch out! That steroid berry might beat you up and we may NEVER see you again!
Dude, did the bottle have a label with "XXX" on it? Because that's usually a good indicator that it's poison. So says Bugs Bunny, anyway.
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