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Title of the Piece: Squeaky Painted at 1:13 p.m. on 2009-06-17
Note-- Thank you Oprah, I now know that my waist is 30" if I really try, 31.5" if I want to be honest. I'm only saying this so I have record of what it was and HOPE that my working out/eating better will widdle it down a bit. I sit by Hooker Heelz AKA Squeaks at work now. Have I mentioned that yet? It's driving me nuts. Like all day long she squeaks outloud. I get that people talk outloud, but usually it's a mumble and you know that you don't have to ask what they said. Also, normal people who are busted talking to themselves outloud will say "nothing" when you ask them what they just said. Heelz prefers to tell you what she actually said. For example- I just ignored her "oh heeeheeehee I keep forgetting to take this guy" comment b/c I knew that she was referring to her vitamin and I didn't want to get roped into a 5 minute conversation about vitamins, which would've happened. All day long it's squeak squeak squeak and she does this weird thing where she'll try to make a joke and then immediately say "oh no I'm just kidding" and then give a really insincere laugh. Any joke she tries to tell is followed by "oh no, I'm just kidding". It's amazing. I've never, ever heard her laugh for real. It's always unsure pip-squeaky laughs. Can you tell that she fascinates me? one final note on her-- so she's going to sell her car, well, her and the Old Man BF are going to sell HER car. Her car that she bought. They're going to get a scooter and then HE'S going to buy her a ring with the leftover money. W T F. Doesn't that just mean that SHE'S actually buying her own ring? Just wondering. Starts with a Brush then comes a stroke. Squeaky - 2009-06-17 |