thediastema's Diaryland Diary
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Another day of office dumbassery, out of the Cage and onto your plate.
And in a typical Friday slow patch, today's morning crew started playing with that thing that makes Lego effigies and we immortalised ourselves thusly:
This is our representation of Tex.
If you wondered what we look like:
HRH, our leader
HM, in the event that our leader cannot fulfil her duties because she's at the gym
Molly, for whom we decided a wedding gown and jetpack were essential
M2, the academic
Olly, as pictured by Olly
Polly, in the woods for reasons unknown
ONC, with kitty enhancement
Yuppie, stuck with tie-dye because we were feeling antagonistic
and myself, also stuck with tie-dye (and how) because they were feeling antagonistic.
By the way, ignore the names plastered unabashedly on all the picture files. They do not necessarily represent the names of the people they represent.
(God, the lies get hollower and hollower.)
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Why is it after Dimples leaves town I don't get a party invite for months, and then my two main circles both want me for separate engagements on the same damn day?
~ETK
Good: Today is Thursday. Scrubs day.Bad: I didn't leave the digital cable on and instead of taping Scrubs I taped a half-hour of Mormon marriage counseling. --Poor Jess. I feel so bad for giggling at that.
17:08 - 20 December, 2002
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