May 10, 2007
go ahead
you say something.

Update: I really like the direction in which these comments are heading. Let's make these confessions. My first one? Yesterday, I watched my cashier at a certain red and white superstore insert her finger into one nostril - up to the knuckle. Too lazy to wait in the longer lines, I let her ring me and my lunch up anyway.


43 Comments:

Blogger Jürgen Nation said...

I LOVE YOUR BLOG!!!!!11

Blogger Jürgen Nation said...

You have great taste in friends!!!!

You know I'm right.

Blogger Sizzle said...

beer is good.

Blogger Kim said...

I think Stacy's drunk again.

Blogger Dan said...

I've just been called a bastard by a flake. Hmm... who is right?

Blogger Beth said...

peanut butter

Blogger whiskeymarie said...

Monkey.
Fruit roll-up.
Toenail.

You figure it out.

Blogger Rambler said...

Hello there!

Blogger emily said...

something!

Blogger abbersnail said...

My new band is going to be called Neptune's Brown Eye. Our debut album? "Aren't you glad I didn't say Uranus?"

Blogger Maliavale said...

Where have you been all my life?

Blogger Mel said...

Ugh. Been one of those weeks, right? I know EXACTLY how you feel.

Blogger JordanBaker said...

Tonight I get a free cooler!

Blogger t2ed said...

Never at a loss for words, you must be worn out after watching all those episodes of One Tree Hill on your TIVO.

Blogger A Unique Alias said...

I went to buy gas this morning and some dude asked me if he could pump it for me.
My response was "Okay" because at least he's offering some sort of service instead of just pan-handling.
He took a bit longer than I would have.
Of course, I was late for work because of this.
A coworker gave me shit about my tardiness.
I informed him that I had procured gas, but it took the attendant a little while to get sutures right. Sutures?

After taking a kidney as payment.

Because gas is expensive.


. . . it was funny at the time.

I'm dyslexic with numbers and I work in accounting.

I kinda "fell into it" as my job- this is not something I could willingly choose as a profession.

Blogger deanne said...

I prefer my own company over anyone elses.

Blogger Jo said...

Last thursday, I did no work at all and played Vegas style solitaire all.day.long.

I could really use a shower, but instead I am commenting on your blog.

Blogger playfulinnc said...

I don't like to wear pants when I am at home.

I'm at home right now.

Blogger Jess said...

I've lost all ambition. I don't care if I ever get a better job. I think I wanted to be President of the World when I was four. It's been a pretty steady down-slide since then. Now, I am content as a lowly policy analyst/lobbyist-ish person for an itty-bitty nonprofit. I don't care if I ever do anything else.

Blogger throwingroses said...

wow. Convince will always rule all other logics out. Convince wins the battle royal with a gushing blow to the head!!!

Blogger Mama G said...

I have some sort of eye snot this morning and it won't go away.

http://chaoscontrol.wordpress.com

Blogger Jürgen Nation said...

Kim, it taketh one to knoweth one!

Blogger Cece said...

My pants are too tight today.

Blogger Jennifer said...

My pants are too tight every day.

So I keep buying bigger pants.

Blogger Skyzi said...

I like picking the ear wax out of my daughters ears.

Blogger kitkat said...

I have gas right now.

Blogger Kate said...

I secretly feel superior to my roommate's girlfriend because she is lacking both a high school diploma and a driver's license.

Blogger Melina said...

I made myself three drinks last night and somehow they must've been too strong because the next thing I know, I'm hugging the toilet like it's my long lost mother and John's passing me the Scope. It was a fun day at work today. I have no idea what happened...I'm usually a professional drinker!

Blogger Kristin said...

I have not done laundry in 2 weeks. This morning, getting ready for work, I rifled through the dirty clothes hamper to find 2 clean knee highs to wear under my pants with pumps. When I found that one of them had a small run on the top of the foot, I flipped it over.

I am now wearing 2 dirty knee highs, one of which has a run up the back of my leg.

Classy.

Blogger Jorge said...

Kim,

When is Stacy not drunk?


Yeah.

I said it.

Blogger Kim said...

Stacy, I'm actually drinking wine directly from the bottle right now so I don't dirty another glass. We like drunks. We're friends with Kris, aren't we?

Jorge, you have a point m'dear. Perhaps us girls should try rehab. All the cool kids are doing it.

Blogger Keith said...

Bulls-eye!

Blogger Bill said...

Well, I read your original post and thought, as others have, "good on ya," or whatever they say. But what most struck me were the alarming and acutely lucid memories of those moments when, in indelicate circumstances, thinking I was pretty much isolated, I've broken wind only to find there was less wind and more substance than I had anticipated. Dampness, amongst other things, ensued.

Need I get more vivid? We are born to humiliation. We must learn to embrace it. I'm assured it makes us stronger (but does nothing for our laundry bills).

Blogger Alison said...

I had a lot of fun in the Hustler store the other day.

Blogger KB said...

I don't believe I will ever be happy. Ever.

But, I do love Xanax :)

Blogger Rees26 said...

This is just like Post Secret! Does everyone here know each other except me? Oh well.

I found out this weekend that the guy I've been seeing for two months has had a girlfriend for over a year. I've been "The Other Woman". I want to throw up.

Blogger Mia said...

I do love Xanax too. AND vicoden.

And drinks are good too ::laughing::

And no rees26.. I don't know any body here either, but I do know about cheating husbands.

Blogger Jorge said...

Kimmay, I'm all about the rehab by overindulgence...

Blogger egan said...

I miss you

Blogger Sassy Blondie said...

Sometimes I think I'm the only sane person at work. And I work at a school. With educated people.

Maybe I need to be drunk!

Blogger Parad0x said...

In the vein of a previous poster, I haven't washed my whites in two weeks.

I had to wear a dirty pair of socks to the gym last night.

The good news?

None of my boxers are white and I almost always wear flip flops.

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