Mixing it up today with a flashback post. I just like to keep you on your toes.
This little entry was written October 21, 2003. I was the tender age of 26.
Holy hell. Waaaay too much productivity.
Way too much.
I’m eating cereal with 8 grams of fiber per cup.
It’s all just too precious and wholesome. I could puke.
The girl outside my office door told us at the staff meeting today that she thought she might go to a Halloween party as a U.N. arms inspector. But then decided it was too heavy, so she’d go as a woman from the 50′s.
I asked if she had a pointy bra.
Everyone looked at me as if I’d asked if I could lick her pointy bra.
I accomplish something everywhere I turn today.
Dear Old Self-
A U.N. arms inspector? That’s funny right there. It was the girl who had the gluten allergy before gluten allergies were popular, wasn’t it?
Your Current Self