March 22, 2012
Weekly Confessional - that traveling mime group I was in (sort of)
It may just be the 3 three hours of sleep typing here but it hit me so funny I couldn't stop laughing at my desk alone to myself. I was just sitting there laughing out loud in the cold, dead silence that is our office until tears were skipping over the manhole sized pores on my cheeks.
Marbles. Totally. Lost. Never. To. Return.
However, I will admit that the kind of loopy behavior that sleep deprivation can occasional induce is welcomed. I will take it any day over the angry, get of my way, stab you in the neck with a broken pen type of behavior that usually occurs.
You might be asking yourself what I was trying to say to my office cohort but alas that is for us to know and for the lurkers to never find out. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if one of us got in trouble for me even admitting on here that I was trying to make contact on office property with another human being.
Peace out dears,