Bottled in Extreme Clarity

…our work month is divided into cycles.. now its almost limbo time - the time where you are waiting for stuff to come out for you to give the go-ahead.

In the meantime, you are trying hard NOT to snooze at your desk..or go on extended tea breaks… or chat sprees.. or almost anything at all, really.

Been really hamming it up on piggy food the past few days.. they taste so good… are my tastebuds changing as i get older? I dunno but Corfu’s luncheon meat which has a mix of ham and bacon taste so damn good…

Didnt help that late late last nite fren had texted, “Oh god…me and my piggy again…”

I need a piggy fix.

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At last Boo is no more a baby…. she’s standing now… and that was what it took for guy sitting next to me to not pretend to puke for once, when I showed her pic. I think he’s into cutesy stuff… just not baby cutesy stuff.

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This afternoon, there was a slight technical problem in the United Kingdom.

dadda: F*ckin’ scanner
cat: Isnt that difficult? Where’s the … ahem… hole?
dadda: *nudge*
cat: *nuuudge*
dadda: *nuuuuuuuuudge*

Serves u right for cussin’ my singing *NUUUDGE!!!*

Cat: “Gurrrrl… Ive been watchin’ youuuuuuu..
From so faar acrosss the floor now, baaayh beee,
It’s nothin’ newwww..
I’ve watched you so maaaynee times before now, baaaaah beee
I see that …”

Dadda: nooooo…. not the SINGIIIIIINGGGG!!!!

Cat: Tat not even the best part…” Gurrrrrrlllll, I wanna shaaake you dowwwwwwwnnnnnn, I can give youuuuu all the lovin’ you neeeeeeeeed…..”

Dadda: Not the singing..stop the singing………..PLEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAASSSEEEEEE