boring!
I don't know what to write.
I guess there are numerous, unmentionable things; however, then I might have to censor/password myself...
In other news, I am trapped in a cubicle... A gray cubicle.
(Did I mention it was gray? Also: No windows.)
Dunno what to do. Help.
In even more news, Tom replaced the toilet paper roll all by himself!!
Pigs. In. Heaven.
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misc topics:
what was your favorite birthday, any why? or most memorable, if it isn't the same.
Have your parents seen your nose since the surgery? did they notice anything?
What is something you would do/buy from TOm if money were no object?
What is something you would do/buy for yourself?
love ya lots.
oops. i meant "for Tom" not "from"
Matt always pus the toilet paper roll on so it hangs down, against the wall, instead of "overhand" which I believe to be standard. Whenever he does this I correct it. He must notice that I correct it, yet he still does it the backwards way.
I hate cubicles. The only thing I like about them is being able to yell at my neighbor instead of doing the polite thing and calling their extenstion.
I'd left another post about Tom's evolving to replace the TP, but I guess it didn;'t go through. And I don't remember exactly what I wrote so, oh well.
Have a great weekend!
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