Does anyone ELSE want to ask me why I don't have an entry for "ceramic"?
You people are picture Nazis.
In other news, the people at the drug store last night made me give my ID and then sign my soul away to buy Sudafed. I was expecting them to deliver it to me in a Hazmat suit next. Are we sure this shit is safe? Maybe I don't want to take it. Then Hoop had to go and screw with the cashier. "I'd like thirty boxes, please." I could practically see her hand hovering over the 911 speed dial. She gauged him to be joking, fortunately. I could tell by the way she answered him when he said he was going to take all the pills at one time. "Go ahead," she replied. It was almost a dare.
I had a dream last night that I had a pet squirrel. His name was Stu. We took all kinds of goofy pictures together. Then he turned rabid and I had to kill him. Then I went on Etsy this morning and saw this. Coincidence? I think so. I can't believe that woman wants $21 for that thing. Bleh. Just because she owns a glue gun, does not mean she should USE it. The only thing that made up for it was that I found this. Then I went "Squeeee!" Not really. Who says squeeee? But I was kind of blue afterwards. Who knew there were so many talented and brilliant people in the world. How am I ever going to take it over?
My boss is gone for the week. But that doesn't mean the quiet of the sales room has extended to MY office. No. The sound of my boss's aggravated nose whistles has followed him from Alabama straight into my phone. He's called no less than five times since Monday, instructing me to send various business-related things to his Crackberry. I finally told him that maybe he should just skip having fun and come back to the office. He hasn't called since. Perhaps I should take my vacation next week. It might not be safe to come in.
Daily Hoop Conversation:
Tink: I went to the gas station and the *Unabomber called me "sweetheart"!
Hoop: No way.
Tink: He even smiled when he said it.
Hoop: Like a normal human being?
Tink: Uh huh.
Hoop: You know, the only other time I've seen him act nice was when there was a hot chick in line. I think he has a thing for the ladies.
Hoop: He's a sexy terrorist.
*What Hoop and I nicknamed the gas station attendant because he always looks like he wants to blow the place up.