| So, I'm back and officially unbusy at work.
I have found myself in a particularly precarious spot in life and feel the need to expound on it in the public arena that we lovingly refer to as Xanga:
I am hanging in the balance somewhere between hilariously immature and awkwardly professional. I find this spot in life to be very contradictory. Today, for instance, I was walking through the office with an air of professional dignity about me when something came over me.......All of a sudden I found myself acting out a series of air-spanking, humping, "O" faces, and waves of the bird, all in an attemp to get my best buddy and coworker Lacey to laugh as she sat in a serious production meeting with the upper management team at work. While putting on this private show that only she could see from her seat in the meeting, I got to wondering what would happen if someone else saw me? How would I recover and transition back to my awkward professionalism? But, nothing came to me. And then I decided....who cares what they think. I'm funny! |
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| For Lacey......(secretly an Incredible)
Frozone: Honey?
Honey: What?
Frozone: Where's my super suit?
Honey: What?
Frozone: Where is my super suit?
Honey: I uh - put it away.
Frozone: Where?
Honey: Why do you need to know?
Frozone: I need it!
Honey: Nuh uh! Don't you think about leaving to do some derrin' do! We've been planning this dinner for two months!
Frozone: The public is in danger!
Honey: My evening's in danger!
Frozone: You tell me where my suit is woman! This is for the greater good!
Honey: I am your wife! I am the greatest 'good' you are ever gonna get! |
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| Dang it! I already mis-spelled something! This is never gonna go as planned. I can tell already! Go ahed, poke fun! I know how this works... |
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| So I guess this is it. I have no begun my journey into Xangadom. Ok, so here goes it!Xanga
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