Five things nobody knows about me:
1. I'm a total snarky bitch at work, but I cry at "Extreme Makeover: Home Edition." And "Cold Case." Hell, I just watched "The Princess Diaries" and cried at that.
2. I have no clue what to do with my hair.
3. I lived in a commune--and got college credit for it.
4. I know quite a lot about engines.
5. I often fantasize about having a high-precision rifle with a laser sight in order to get rid of people who bother me. The gentleman who garages his car downstairs (that would be a Pontiac with glass packs) is first pick.
Five things in my car:
1. A trash bag.
2. Two silver spoons I used to eat yogurt that I haven't brought in yet.
3. A security card for the hospital parking garage. Ditto the apartment.
4. A jug of laundry detergent.
5. A copy of the book "The Evolution of Useful Things."
Five things on my desk:
1. A small garden gnome with a basket of flowers over one arm and a bouquet of flowers in the other. My friend Jeanie from the 'Net sent him to me. His name is Alan.
2. My passport.
3. A cartoon of two snakes with snaggle teeth, one saying "Where *is* everybody?" and the other saying, "I have the *snacks* all ready!" with the caption "Your typical nest of vipers has an undeserved bad reputation."
4. A pair of speakers I keep turned down.
5. A jar of Carmex.
I'm glad someone else cries at Cold Case. I thought I was the only one.
ReplyDeleteI can't comment on your previous post, so I must comment on this one.
ReplyDeletePREVIOUS POST: I tried to scroll down. I did. But I missed the "resume reading" notation, so when I looked for it, I saw the "no neck of her bladder" statement, and I read the whole thing, and I had to poke out my eyes.
THIS POST: You have a garden gnome on your *desk*? Isn't the gnome really big, even if it's small?
Re: Carmex. I just took 15 jars to our local Carmelite Monastary. Recipient, a friend of ours 'before' agreed that singing and chanting was hard on the mouth.
ReplyDeleteIn car? ... *** clean underwear?
Yes, Mom, I'll put clean underwear and an extra set of scrubs in my car. I promise.
ReplyDeleteThis morning I told my son and daughter that if they told A SINGLE PERSON that I got teary at the end of "Napoleon Dynamite" I would kill them.
ReplyDeleteOne has to be specific in their threats.
I also cry at decision night of American Idol and all through the finale (once at work during my break!)
I cry at every Disney flick ever made.
I sniffled at Wallace and Gromit.
Oh well...