She: "Yes, she got some very good news. We've got to celebrate. 'Bye!" G (over-hearing): "Excuse me, but I'm going to butt in. What's your good news? If you don't say, I'm telling everyone you're pregnant." Me: "I found out about grad school. I got in!" G: "That's great! Congratulations!" Me (walking away): "Yeah, strange
She: "Congratulations! I knew you'd get in!" Me: "Thanks! I did the SQUeeeeeeeee dance when I found out." She: "Wait. There's a SQUeeeeeeeee dance?" Me: "Oh sure." She: "Can you show me what it looks like." Me: "No, I'm afraid not. You see, it's a highly situational thing. I can't do it unless I'm having
I've been accepted at Northwestern University. I will begin work on my Master's degree in Learning and Organizational Change at the end of the month! The stress of uncertainty has officially been replaced by the stress of going to school and working full time. This will be fun!
She: "Everytime I watch it, I always ooooooooh and ahhhhhh over something. I even squeal with delight." She B: "Thus leading her neighbors to question whether it's live or memorex." Me: "I don't know about her neighbors, but mine would be happy for me either way." She: "You live in a very progressive building." Me:
It's spring and my fancy has turned to cleaning up the electronic detritis I've accumulated. I can't find anything in my favorites, and I don't visit half the stuff I have bookmarked. It seems the surest way to never get read is to be hidden in the guts of a browser. So...what to do? Method:Pull
She: "So I'm going to this wine and cheese party on Saturday." Me: "That's rather unfortunate considering you're abstaining from alcohol." She: "Yes it is. I thought I'd take grape juice or whatever and drink what I wanted while they were having wine." Me: "Why stop there?" She: "What do you mean?" Me: "Why not
She: "I drank last night. I know gave it up for Lent, but this was a work situation!" Me: "So Lent goes one day longer for you?" She: "Yeah, I suppose so." She B: "Well Ladies, I think I'll take up drinking for Lent." Me: "Oooooh, I like the idea of doing something rather than
He: "Do you remember that film Logan's Run? It was a lot like Blade Runner, I thought." Me: "How can you even draw comparisons between the two? Logan's Run was a shallow romp whereas Blade Runner was a dark vision of the future. And the women in Logan's Run? All one dimensional. They were at
He: "I'll bet you a donut that it won't get done." Me: "I'll see your donut and raise you a bundt cake." He: "See, that just illustrates the difference between a Grade 12 and Grade 14 employee..." Me: "What, the number of calories I'm willing to wager?" She: "This is moot, since I don't want
Me (picking up phone): "Hello?" She: "Hi, I have a problem. Someone brought me a piece of chocolate cake and I'm trying sooooo hard to be good. Do you want it?" Me: "No, but I give you permission to throw it in the trash." She: "What? I can't do that!" Me: "Yes you can. I
