Oh, you mean this finger monkey. He's fine.
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh, you mean this finger monkey. He's fine.
Hmmm. Do you suppose anyone makes a fez that small?
I woke up today and asked myself, "Should I be operating heavy machinery?"
You're not going to hi-jack another truck o' shit, are you?
and what was the answer, shrift?
The answer was: probably not. However, I made it to work safely. Now I am squinting hazily at my monitor and waiting for the blue Sudafed to kick in.
Hmmm. Do you suppose anyone makes a fez that small?
Paint a thimble red? Or a finger cot?
Hah! I'm trying not taking the blue sudafed this morning. I kinda have a headache, so I may give in. I already took the syrupy orange stuff to keep my lungs in my ribcage.
I don't like to impose!
It's not imposition if your friends are glad to have you over, Nora. (At least that's what I kept telling myself when you and Tom kindly put me up with zero notice last August.)
My arms don't stretch wide enough to indicate how much I don't want to make calls to museum permissions departments this morning.
When can you get here?
Well, I have to go to the gym first, and then work ...
So I should find someone else to kick me in the head?
I'm trying not taking the blue sudafed this morning.
I gave it three hours before I caved. I reached the limit of work I could do without having access to higher brain function.
Good thing I didn't eat breakfast this morning, otherwise I think I'd find the milk in the cupboard when I get home tonight.