I went to sleep last night with the theme song from The Tick in my head, and dreamed about holding hands with someone. I conclude from this that I am 14 years old. Now leave me alone; I have to pop this pimple before Dawson's Creek comes on.
It's hot and sunny and muggy this morning, despite promises of rain that would get rid of this 79% humidity. I want to take off all my clothes and curl up in a ball and sleep, which is different from what I usually want in some way which I will explain to you just as soon as I figure out what it is. My birthday intern started today, but he isn't sharing my desk after all. He's been drafted into helping with the office move, so he's packing books in the conference room where nobody but the interior designer can ogle him. Hands off, you bastard, he's half your age. Of my age, on the other hand, he's at least 79%!
Just like the humidity.
Posted by dianna at May 16, 2005 11:59 AMIf I were a pervert or a psychoanalyst instead of your well-behaved sister, I would observe that this post, in its adolescent fixations, does a very nice job of sticking to the theme of Things That Make One Hot And Wet.
Posted by: katie at May 16, 2005 12:10 PMYou don't fool me, missy. I know about all those empty jars of peanut butter. You are too a pervert.
And, of course, in this weather, I can't do anything with that theme except stick to it.
Posted by: Dianna at May 16, 2005 01:12 PMDon't even say "peanut butter" to me anymore. Even typing it just made me queasy.
Of course, I still like soy milk, so You Know.
Cue my DH's look of trepidation-and-reflection: "Is Jacob a pervert?"
he uses lubrication to insert things! in ears! such a pervert! argh, i wish dianna hadn't furnished me with that image!
Posted by: michele at May 16, 2005 05:19 PMUh... freaky. There are phantom comments lurking around here. Hands up everyone who can see Katie's post saying, "right in your ear"?
And sssshhhh. I can't believe you're talking about soy milk in polite society, or even talking about soy milk on Cementhorizon.
Posted by: Dianna at May 17, 2005 09:14 AMI can't see it, but there's a Thing that always happens with your blog where I can't see whatever the last comment is without taking drastic measures.
Of course, I got up at 3:30 this morning, so perhaps I can't see it because I can't see anything.
Posted by: katie at May 17, 2005 12:46 PMThat's very odd. I've never seen this Thing until now. Gene! Geeeeeeene! Help me, Obi-Wan Site Administrator! You're my only hope!
Posted by: Dianna at May 17, 2005 01:05 PMWhat? I can't see you. Are you trying to say something? SPEAK UP!
Posted by: Dianna at May 17, 2005 02:49 PM