December 12th, 2005cooking the couch
I’m freezing. FREEZING, I tell you. My fingers are partially numb, lord knows I haven’t felt my toes since I left my house and now my arms and legs are cold, too.
(The coworker is cold as well, so I know it’s not just me.)
Technically, it’s not that cold outside—39 degrees—and we have the thermostat set to 78 degrees, but I swear it feels like it’s at 50.
::brief pause to answer phone, during which time I look behind the couch::
And see that, shit, we had shoved the couch all the way against the heater… no wonder we’re cold.
The couch, btw, is made of leather. Leather that, right now, smells awfully crispy. Oy.
Maybe we’ll be heating up soon…
way to break the nice things your boss lets you buy… sheesh. remind me not to get you a puppy… you’d probably “forget” that it can’t live in an oven.
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 12:24 pm
Shut up.
And pfft. Puppies don’t live in ovens you goober. Sheesh. They live in laundry dryers—they like to run. 😛
Comment by the insider — December 12, 2005 @ 12:29 pm
hehehehe…oooh plus you’d never have to give it a bath.. just throw one of those dryel sheets in there.
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 12:44 pm
ROTFL.. oh yeah. He’d smell fresh and get exercise.
All you’d have to do is teach him to go in the litterbox and voila!, it’s like having another cat… hehehe
Comment by the insider — December 12, 2005 @ 12:46 pm
only one that’s more drooly and prone to dry humping… but then that’d be like having your boyfriend at your place… seeing as how he’s old. and drooly. and smelly.
hehehe.
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 2:11 pm
and humpy. (i’m extrapolating here)
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 2:11 pm
Better yet?
Comment by anne — December 12, 2005 @ 2:12 pm
Wendy… rotfl… old-er missy, and most definitely not smelly. Or drooly. Or humpy.. you wacko. And at least he’s not British… ::nose raised in disdain::
Anne… a bit, yes. 🙂 Hot tea. 🙂
Comment by the insider — December 12, 2005 @ 2:15 pm
Screw you, you fruit-bat owning hippie.
Comment by Grampa — December 12, 2005 @ 3:03 pm
hehehe… *sputtering* oh riiight. like being british is a bad thing? i mean.. come on. they have such cute cars. and uhm… uhm.. the spice girls…
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 3:04 pm
Exactly. The Spice Girls, and deep fried Mars bars (gag), and other icky foods… and it rains there constantly. Did you know Europe is the only continent without a desert?
And they have really snooty royals.
That is all. 😛
Comment by the insider — December 12, 2005 @ 3:08 pm
yea… but they have english toffee. and cute widdle sammmiches with the crusts cut off. and you can be all snooty and aloof and your excuse can always be “i’m british” and that’s all you’ll ever need…
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 3:40 pm
plus they have the dirty movies out amongst all the regular movies in alpha order in the video shops… that alone gets my vote.
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 3:41 pm
howve u been? frozen?
Comment by Prerona — December 12, 2005 @ 4:44 pm
English toffee.. yum. And I can tell you’ve done the how snooty bit, eh? lol
And I’m choosing to ignore the dirty movies comment, rotfl lmao. 😛
Prerona.. yes! And you? Is it cold there, too?
Comment by the insider — December 12, 2005 @ 4:57 pm
Lucky you. I have to wear on my gloves to work. So sad and so anti-sexy as well ¬¬
Comment by Me, Myself and I — December 12, 2005 @ 5:26 pm
Gloves can be sexy! Leather ones, of course. 🙂
Comment by the insider — December 12, 2005 @ 7:29 pm
plus it’s an extra long strip tease to get through all the layers.
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 7:33 pm
Ohmygod, I was absolutely thinking the same thing! lolol
Comment by the insider — December 12, 2005 @ 7:52 pm
star sisters… that’s all i have to say about that.
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 9:32 pm
ROTFL… ooo, nice.
Comment by the insider — December 12, 2005 @ 9:34 pm
but i get the top bunk. so there.
Comment by wendykat — December 12, 2005 @ 9:46 pm
Awww… probably a good plan. We won’t wake you.
hehehehe
😛
Comment by the insider — December 12, 2005 @ 10:46 pm
ew.
Comment by wendykat — December 13, 2005 @ 6:00 am
Hey I’m only thinking of you… and anyway, I’m going to have to deal with the two of you up there, so it’s only fair. 😛
Comment by the insider — December 13, 2005 @ 10:18 am
the two of me? are you saying i’m so fat i’m like two people? bitch.
Comment by wendykat — December 13, 2005 @ 10:39 am
Oh nice deflection… no, no, I meant your British cohort.
😛
Comment by the insider — December 13, 2005 @ 10:42 am
yes. i have it down to an art.
and why would he be in the top bunk with m- … oh. right. i get it. sex. yea.
but why would he have sex with me… i’m as big as a house according to you.
Comment by wendykat — December 13, 2005 @ 11:21 am
In this imaginary world that you inhabit (apparently), are there Oompa-Loompas and other fairytale creatures?
Oo, oo, is there a chocolate river and dwarves who sing?
I want to live in that world, too…
Comment by the insider — December 13, 2005 @ 11:27 am
no.
what are you on?
sheesh. freak.
oh, i have to go now. the marshmallow clouds look like they may release sweet sweet candy raindrops again…
Comment by wendykat — December 13, 2005 @ 11:42 am
Yeah.. that’s what I thought.
And you think I’m the freak? rotfl
Mmmm… marshmallow clouds.
Comment by the insider — December 13, 2005 @ 11:45 am
they’re better when there’s a graham cracker storm blowing in with a high pressure chocolate front moving in from the north.
Comment by wendykat — December 13, 2005 @ 1:41 pm
And with that, I believe I will call you my leader and bow at your feet.
I love me some s’mores, sigh.
Comment by the insider — December 13, 2005 @ 1:47 pm
hehehehe… i forgot to mention the forest fires. they tend to make the world a bit toasty.
Comment by wendykat — December 13, 2005 @ 5:16 pm