Going Four Months Makes Me Stupid
It has been four months. I am getting mean, uptight, and kind of stupid.
After spending the last hour tangled up in a post about The Triad, Hot Coworker (who is looking like a prime piece of man-meat to feast on (no no NO. Someone smack some sense into me. Smack me hard. Oooh, harder!)), my tendency to make stupid decisions when all the blood is rushing to my crotch, and… oh fuck. There was another thing. Shit, really. Something about… something… What the fuck was it… well obviously that went well. I might as well trace the outline of my hand and color it in to look like a turkey for all the nuggets of brilliance at work here tonight.
