tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21167561627671497042011-12-05T16:31:57.795-05:00Melissa Henryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05801150595107876546noreply@blogger.comBlogger171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116756162767149704.post-32824258228281210442009-10-05T09:17:00.011-04:002009-10-05T15:48:56.720-04:00

For the past few weeks I've been clothing myself in an all-black attire. At first, I joked I must secretly be a New Yorker, or at least I would fit in well in the Big Apple that week. Week two came along and the Texas weather was still in the 70s and 80s; yet every morning I was draping myself in a pair of black pants or leggings, or a black skirt and a top, or better yet a dress, (the look

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Thanks. Thanks a lot.In this past week, the week of June 15th, 2009, the longest week I can remember in a very long time, I have received numerous comments on my appearance.MondayA chipper co-worker asked me: "Did you get some sun this weekend?" Well, yes. I did "get" a little bit of sun. A couple days ago I went for a 8 mile run in sweltering 100 degree weather. The sun was beating down on me

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Today is Monday, May 18th 2009. I will be out of the office today, due to the impending Apocalypse. At this time I will be unavailable to return any phone calls, emails, texts, gchats, facebook or myspace messages and wall posts, instant messages of any kind, or make any updates to my twitter. At this juncture I will also not be able to offer advice or feedback on any of the following: members of

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(Please see my original post for a little background.)In these tough economic times, there has been a sudden and unexplained increase in ridiculous office phrases. I have changed jobs, career paths and moved to a new city; yet still, I am haunted daily by catch-phrases that people insist on incorporating into their workplace vernacular.1)"Per"The two part sentence, "Per name of a supervisor or

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I've decided to make an addition to my cubicle: a Velcro wall complete with felt versions of inclement weather I can put up to reflect my increasingly bad moods. Also, I've decided to install a vault at home where I will keep my jack in the box on a pedestal with a spotlight. That will only be funny to one of the three people who read my blog.Ok on to the actual point of this blog....What does

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Last night I started a sentence with "In the real world..." ("As opposed to the fake world?" I thought to myself as I said it.) Apparently.    &nbsp   "In the real world your nose itches when someone's talking about you!" I exclaimed.        "In the real world??? Oh and it's actually your ear." A grumpy dinner associate rebuttled.        "Yes the real world. And it's both your ear AND your nose"

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First of all, any place of employment that includes a diner that will prepare you a breakfast taco in the morning is all right in my book.Secondly, my stomach may not be rumbling, but the wheels are turning...The main reason for this post is I have a fear I need to discuss. Why, you ask, might a 23-year-old, fun-loving girl such as myself have any fears? Oh I don't know maybe because, as a

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1)I ate a strawerry this morning that I swear to you tasted like sweat. It was disgusting.2)My brain is not functioning.3)The guy that sits two cubicles down looks exactly like Dracula. Where is his cape with a collar? Seriously.4)I have never been so bored. I think my mild internet addiction has been cured by days spent aimlessly roaming Facebook and gchat.5) I work with a girl named Jenny and I

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As I walked into work today I prepared myself to inevitably come across the dead pigeon thats been laying on the curb for the past 3 days. Yesterday I thought to myself, "When will someone dispose of that pigeon? It's sickening me!"Today I was surprised to see the decomposing pigeon had vanished completely. Thank god. They must have swept it up in one of those street cleaning vehicles you see so

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Due to popular demand, I need to cover another subject today.In fact, one random thought I was going to cram into my blog from 20 minutes ago was LDRs. You may be wondering, "What on Earth is a LDR?" A LDR is the dreadful "Long Distance Relationship". A LDR, like a STD, should be avoided at all costs. And that is me speaking from experience. Didn't think I should throw these words of wisdom on

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My friend looks exactly like Sarah Palin. I'm just saying.My cousin is having a baby at the end of November. This excites me greatly. Except for the fact that she will technically be my second cousin. That is boring and not nearly exciting as having a niece, which is what I will consider her.I CANNOT get ready in the morning/get to work on time. Seriously. I have to be here at 8 am and I woke up

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As they come my way...I thought I might share. Expect frequent updates.1) No one likes your dog except for you. Sorry.2) Smart cars are overtaking Atlanta.3) I am jobless.4) Haunted. It's how you can feel about past relationships.5) Speaking of relationships...Who comes up with the list of turn ons and turn offs on Match.com ? They are ridiculous.When completing his or her profile, a member must

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"The issues of the past seem to be getting under control in all areas, except Beer."Yes I just read that sentence too. How I came to read it is much more amusing.After being poured a Smithwicks beer in a stout glass, I performed my usual routine of removing the absurd amounts of foam from my beverage."You really don't like head do you?" The bartender asked in a laviscious tone."No. I don't." I

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"I just wanted to get this on your radar."This is not Doppler. We are not predicting heavy rains. Nor are we directing flight traffic. This has got to stop."Do you have any interest in spearheading this project?"No I do not. I do not have any interest in using a spear for anything. Except maybe to stab you in the eye. It's 2008. Haven't you heard we don't have to hunt for food anymore? And spears

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It's amazing how bad weather can change your entire outlook on life, even if it's for just a second. There is talk of tornadoes in Atlanta and merely the notion has the ability to send everyone into a state of excited panic The sunny blue skies I enjoyed on my drive home quickly have turned to a hot, muggy, ominous, foreboding situation. Complete with winds and dark clouds speeding across the sky

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I knew it wouldn't be too long before I had some madness to report. If I hadn't killed so many brain cells I might even know where to begin. It commenced with the Braves game. After a long week at work I was exhausted and all I wanted to do was take a nap. And nap I did. An ineffective one I might add. It ended with both of my arms dead from the shoulder down and somehow this led me to hit myself

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Let me lay it out for you. Currently I am listening to Sean Kingston in a cubicle that I share with 5 people. Just got rejected from two jobs. Am a little jacked up on Mountain Dew. And undecided on who I will be attending the Braves game with.

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