MONDAY MONDAY
Most people probably find Monday a day of HELL. I am not one of those people. I find Monday to be a day of candy canes and mistletoe; of chicken salad and myrrh; of things that matter and those that matter not. And now that's it Tuesday, this entire blog is futile. Yay! But I'll keep writing anyway.
Let's talk about what happened yesterday...
First off, I woke up. Seriously. It was sweet. I was in a deep state of unconsciousness nearly close to death when the alarm went off and voila!...consciousness regained. It was beautiful, just as Penelope Cruz is, or Justin Timberlake.
Took a shower, shaved (in the shower to avoid razor burn), brushed my teeth, went to the sub-basement and executed a sheep, the usual. Then off to Dr. Kornblatt's (name changed to protect myself from legal action) for a proper cleaning. It was painful but good. Natassia did a fine job and I was out within an hour, ready to rule the world with a freshly flossed face.
Good lord! Then I drove and drove and drove to the OC for some project work. Ahhh, project work. Will it be a design? Or a bit of copy? Say I do unto thee, it was both! And it was good. And when I was finished, I moved over the face of the deep and took a nap beneath a desk (I'm not kidding). While I was lying there in my secret space (semi-hidden from the others) a person's legs and skirt appeared (for I could not see their face as the desktop cut that part off). This unknown person began scratching away on a sheet of paper. I slowly nudged my hand up their skirt and tickled their...nevermind! If only life were so complete.
After they disappeared, I grabbed the piece of paper. It was a note from Kris Goodman. "Hi, auGi. I was visiting and thought I would say hello. See you later!"
If Kris would have caught a glimpse beneath the desk she would have noticed a pair of unmoving Skechers shoes, attached to a pair of legs, attached to a torso which was connected to a neck and (yes, possibly) a man's head! Thankfully, she did not, and I went back to napping.
And that's all I've got to say.
-auGi
Most people probably find Monday a day of HELL. I am not one of those people. I find Monday to be a day of candy canes and mistletoe; of chicken salad and myrrh; of things that matter and those that matter not. And now that's it Tuesday, this entire blog is futile. Yay! But I'll keep writing anyway.
Let's talk about what happened yesterday...
First off, I woke up. Seriously. It was sweet. I was in a deep state of unconsciousness nearly close to death when the alarm went off and voila!...consciousness regained. It was beautiful, just as Penelope Cruz is, or Justin Timberlake.
Took a shower, shaved (in the shower to avoid razor burn), brushed my teeth, went to the sub-basement and executed a sheep, the usual. Then off to Dr. Kornblatt's (name changed to protect myself from legal action) for a proper cleaning. It was painful but good. Natassia did a fine job and I was out within an hour, ready to rule the world with a freshly flossed face.
Good lord! Then I drove and drove and drove to the OC for some project work. Ahhh, project work. Will it be a design? Or a bit of copy? Say I do unto thee, it was both! And it was good. And when I was finished, I moved over the face of the deep and took a nap beneath a desk (I'm not kidding). While I was lying there in my secret space (semi-hidden from the others) a person's legs and skirt appeared (for I could not see their face as the desktop cut that part off). This unknown person began scratching away on a sheet of paper. I slowly nudged my hand up their skirt and tickled their...nevermind! If only life were so complete.
After they disappeared, I grabbed the piece of paper. It was a note from Kris Goodman. "Hi, auGi. I was visiting and thought I would say hello. See you later!"
If Kris would have caught a glimpse beneath the desk she would have noticed a pair of unmoving Skechers shoes, attached to a pair of legs, attached to a torso which was connected to a neck and (yes, possibly) a man's head! Thankfully, she did not, and I went back to napping.
And that's all I've got to say.
-auGi

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