Okay, last night I downloaded Chicken Fried by the Zac Brown Band. This morning on the way to work, I heard the new single from Nickelback. I am a closet Nickelback fan. I came home and the first thing I did was download this song. It’s so damned filthy that I couldn’t help it. This isn’t Nickelback’s first set of dirty lyrics, but they’re on their way…
i love the way you dance with anybody…
and tease them all by sucking on your thumb
you’re so much cooler when you never pull it out
cuz you look so much cuter with something in your mouth
Phew. Anyway. Let’s say I like the song and it makes me grin and move on, shall we?
I worked with the Twit at CM. She did what she was supposed to do on her side of the store, and I tore down half a wall and rebuilt it. It wasn’t nearly as much fun as it sounds. My fingers were filthy, my shirt was filthy, and I still ended up with product on the floor and no place to put it. The Guy’s gonna have to fix it tomorrow. I’m sure it’s workable, and the way it is, it doesn’t look bad, but I just… it was like building a puzzle and having four pieces left over.
I talked to the Engineer briefly today. He emailed me, and I ignored and then forgot about his email for two hours before replying. Think it taught him anything? We were talking about the election, and I said that I heard Obama pretty much had it tied up. He wasn’t particularly complimentary. Given that the Engineer is an immigrant himself, is not white, and has done a good job of pulling himself up by the seat of his pants, I would have thought he would have been more supportive of a black man potentially winning the Presidency. Not so much. He’d prefer to stick with the DWM. All right, McCain’s not dead yet, but the man’s got one foot in the grave (self notes the irony – the man’s probably in better shape than me, but I am not seventy-two). He stated that Bush had increased homeland security and that the NYSE had been at its highest level ever while he was in power. Anyway, I told him that his argument stinks and that we’d be far better off with Obama in power than McCain or Bush.
Talked to K. today, too. He called right at five. In addition to asking me if I’d received an email from a customer, he also brought up the conversation we’d had with the Coworker the other day (yes, the one in which the Coworker brought up The Ex. Grrr.). So we talked about that for a bit. He said that if we did manage to install a beer fridge, he’d have more reason to come to the office… Humph. I’m sure he’s just being a nice guy. But seriously, now. Stop talking to me, then. At this point, I’m beginning to find teenage boys sexy.
The Ex offered to help me out. While I told him I was flattered by his offer, I also told him that I thought Ex Sex would only add to my problems, instead of eliminating them. Don’t get me wrong – I certainly wouldn’t have any objection to getting laid. But would sex turn into hanging out (even more), and would that turn into going steady, and would that turn into being married again? No, thanks. I’ll keep my distance. My desperate, pathetic, horny distance…
