The Monday Joy
Feb. 26th, 2007 11:39 amOhgod Ihavesomuch work lefttodo, Ohgod ohgod ohgodIhave SO MUCH WORK TO DO, oghgood ohgod Imust work withmy whole BODY today, even with my ASS.
(I hope I lose calories)
Someone could damn well donate me a CAPE.
They have started to call me BASEMENT-WOman over here. The archivists talk about doing a movie with superhero arhcivists (or mutant-archivists) and every one here has a TRAIT..and I'm like their secret weapon up their sleeve..when everything else goes to HELL, someone is hesitantly sent out to call on BASEMENT-WOMAN.
He walks the empty corridors with shifty eyes until he approaches her area, with a slightly trembling voice he asks: B..Basement woman? wi-will you be able to solve this secret File-mystery for us?
There is no answer, but silently a cart rolls out from behind a corner in the vault, and lo and BEHOLD, there are the missing files.
With sweaty but grateful hands the archivist grabs the cart, shouts a hasty "THANK YOU" and hurries upstairs. The world is once more saved without knowing about it.
FUCK mondays. And also: I have no fucking clue if I'm an introvert or an extrovert, I COMPLETELY GIVE UP on this question. There should be a third alternative and I will punch someone in the face with a dusty court-act until they come up with it.
"Do you get invigorated from HUGE parties?" - no, I start chewing on my lips and developing hysteria!
"Do you get invigorated by talking to yourself, being with yourself and looking at yourself for 6 days?" - No, I start chewing on my lips and developing hysteria.
And half my friends (who are semi-hermits) think I belong at the OSCARS and the other half think I am a troglodyte. You are ALL freaks, just so you know it! GIMME a third option!
(I hope I lose calories)
Someone could damn well donate me a CAPE.
They have started to call me BASEMENT-WOman over here. The archivists talk about doing a movie with superhero arhcivists (or mutant-archivists) and every one here has a TRAIT..and I'm like their secret weapon up their sleeve..when everything else goes to HELL, someone is hesitantly sent out to call on BASEMENT-WOMAN.
He walks the empty corridors with shifty eyes until he approaches her area, with a slightly trembling voice he asks: B..Basement woman? wi-will you be able to solve this secret File-mystery for us?
There is no answer, but silently a cart rolls out from behind a corner in the vault, and lo and BEHOLD, there are the missing files.
With sweaty but grateful hands the archivist grabs the cart, shouts a hasty "THANK YOU" and hurries upstairs. The world is once more saved without knowing about it.
FUCK mondays. And also: I have no fucking clue if I'm an introvert or an extrovert, I COMPLETELY GIVE UP on this question. There should be a third alternative and I will punch someone in the face with a dusty court-act until they come up with it.
"Do you get invigorated from HUGE parties?" - no, I start chewing on my lips and developing hysteria!
"Do you get invigorated by talking to yourself, being with yourself and looking at yourself for 6 days?" - No, I start chewing on my lips and developing hysteria.
And half my friends (who are semi-hermits) think I belong at the OSCARS and the other half think I am a troglodyte. You are ALL freaks, just so you know it! GIMME a third option!