…I think I would be more inclined to go. Then again maybe that’s like how people say that if there were a gym in their building they’d actually go. Or how my parents always said that people who have swimming pools in their backyard don’t actually use them. (I’d think they’d taken a scientific poll of themselves.)
Also, why must I make jokes when I’d be better off not? To wit:
me: got any assignments? [this wasn’t how I said it but it was the gist]
editor guy: stay tuned, might have one coming up
me: I shall don an adult diaper and sit at my computer!
I mean really. Sometimes I think I’m understimulated and so I do things to entertain myself which are ultimately kind of destructive. For example, I just shit in my sister’s shoes and ate her speakers. Now I’m jumping up on the couch.
Hmmm my dog does the same thing, except he also bites while jumping on things.
I guess if there was a toilet in your sister’s house would you be more likely to use that too? Or does that take all the fun out of it?
I know someone who’s not getting a nice gift from their sister this Christmas.
Unless she wanted to buy a new pair of shoes anyway and this gives her the excuse she needs.
I suggest blaming it on Fred. Or your penguin.
Ew.. what is up with all the “poop” talk in your blogs recently? Ok, well this is the first time in a long time, but why?
Toddrod
After years of studying the theories of Pavlov, I believe your destructive behaviors are early signs of “freelance madness syndrome.”
I expected this would happen but the jumping on the couch is just too soon!
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Quote of Alison’s Agent: “Alison, your feces fascination is not helping with your show bookings!”