"Thank's to the agency's involved."
ASMR videos - WHAT. THE. HECK.
cost of attendance = cossavatenis
"Good times, good friends."
I can feel cold air blowing on me and there are no open vents in my office.
I tried to say something about grumpy cat and Swype made it 'heinous car'.
I have to be careful about how I arrange the banana and two mandarins on my desk to avoid implied obscenity.
I'm freezing my baguettes off.
There's cold air blowing on my back, but there are no vents on that side of my office, and the one vent in the opposite corner is closed.
I can no longer even.
It's dang cold in here.
"at this time"
All the typing sounds in "Mr. Robot".
When people type, "Aweeeee," when what they really mean is, "Awwwwwe."
Today's daily reports are long and full of terrors.
I have "Row, Row, Row Your Boat" stuck in my head.
Going to the effort last night of getting out clothes for today so I could get ready this morning more expediently. And thinking I had a nice outfit picked out, but then realizing after putting it on this morning that it looks pretty bad. And not having a good backup plan, resulting in me spending twice as long as normal this morning trying to put together a panic outfit. And now I'm stuck wearing these boots that aren't entirely comfortable and make me walk like a dozy plonker, but I didn't realize it until I got to work.
Naming a baby "Blanket"
WHY IS IT SO GOSH DANG FRICKING COLD IN HERE?!
My office smells like fresh urine.
Not sure if gunshots or something innocuous.