Tuesday, November 21, 2006

what november is

november is....

i'm looking forward to december, when all month i can celebrate national I Fucking Hate the Idea of Fake Grass in My Office. and boys who don't put out. and the pimples that come after waxing. and breaststroke kick. and pantry moth larvae in my granola squares. and some other stuff.

i'm ready to get thankful, bitches.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

They're still on the fake grass thing?????????
Ask them if they want invisible fence for it....
-K

fatmammycat said...

What's the fake grass thing?

finn said...

this, from october.

somebody here thinks we're Google.

we're NOT.

even the *samples* have already shed all over the floor. (though they're kind of nice to pet when you're feeling autistic.)

fatmammycat said...

Oh...my...God.

finn said...

just one more reason to be your own boss of you.

fatmammycat said...

No choice in that lovie, even if someone was daft enough to hire me I'd be sooo fired a scant few weeks later.
Although working for yourself has its drawbacks, it's five past eight here and I'm wrecked, but I'm not leaving my desk until nine, for no reason other than I've managed to guilt myself into it. If I worked for someone else I'd never feel guilty about skiving.
Although grass..sheesh.

finn said...

If I worked for someone else I'd never feel guilty about skiving.
o yes you would. you've got more ethics than you'd like to admit, ms. cat.

and i have a feeling that, grass aside, you'd fit in well with the misfits gathered here. plus, we got new chairs. sure the roller bearings are so smooth that we all end up rolling en masse toward the north end of the building, but it was a real nice gesture.

i hope that "thing" you're working on is-gets brilliant.

fatmammycat said...

Me too. mmmmmmnew chairs.

Anonymous said...

i think i will lie low. this sounds scary.

adam