friday afternoon interactions

[threeplusfire]

It's cold so I want to sleep long hours.

I'm slaving away for a few more hours yet over FEMA maps drawn by drunk men with compasses and geology degrees. So I turn to the internet for mental sustenance, and steal leftover wedding cake from another bay. One of my coworkers works nights with a catering company and he brought leftover food for us.

Ask me a question you're dying to ask. Ask me to say something nice about you. Ask me to say something mean about the President. Tell me something, anything.

Comments

[blue-by-you.livejournal.com]

Oooooh, what an interesting idea!