Reviving the art of the blog
Walking into work today, a pink box of doughnuts sat on the sink-area counter.
Me: "What's with the doughnuts?"
Co-worker Jeremiah: "Well, you eat them, and then they go straight to your hips. Or maybe that's just me. . ."
It's time to revive my ocassional blogging. It's a whole new world these days--I've been dating vegetarian Bacon for almost a year, I had my 31st birthday a couple weeks ago (bowling and karaoke), and the Democrats are back!
Some things remain the same, though. I'm still working with Sally and Jeremiah and Eli (my boss' new pseudonym--I'm sure he'll love it the day HR alerts him to my blog and I'm dismissed from the office), and my cat Ferdinand's health is holding steady. He just kissed me this morning, before I emptied a can of Science Diet into his ceramic bowl. I think if an animal with whiskers and a wet nose sniffs you on the lips, you can legitimately say you've been smooched.
I listed my 5 favorite movie scenes back in the day, but I want to take a moment to list my Top 5 movies of 2006:
1. Half Nelson.
Me: "What's with the doughnuts?"
Co-worker Jeremiah: "Well, you eat them, and then they go straight to your hips. Or maybe that's just me. . ."
It's time to revive my ocassional blogging. It's a whole new world these days--I've been dating vegetarian Bacon for almost a year, I had my 31st birthday a couple weeks ago (bowling and karaoke), and the Democrats are back!
Some things remain the same, though. I'm still working with Sally and Jeremiah and Eli (my boss' new pseudonym--I'm sure he'll love it the day HR alerts him to my blog and I'm dismissed from the office), and my cat Ferdinand's health is holding steady. He just kissed me this morning, before I emptied a can of Science Diet into his ceramic bowl. I think if an animal with whiskers and a wet nose sniffs you on the lips, you can legitimately say you've been smooched.
I listed my 5 favorite movie scenes back in the day, but I want to take a moment to list my Top 5 movies of 2006:
1. Half Nelson.