I throw my hands up in the air sometimes!!!! Have you ever noticed how inappropriate that song becomes if you replace “hands” with “legs”? I just did, when I accidentally sang it.
Well now that’s out of my head, and Beyonce is back. I’ve never been a big fan of Beyonce, but this song pleases me greatly. I just appreciate her voice. I am thankful, however, that her work led to the creation of this:
It gets me every time.
So I’ve been being accidentally racist a lot. First, it was the burqa/ninja confusion. Then, I was talking about Danli and her jet lag, and I accidentally called her Jet Li. Plus, I’m worried the broad array of Asian paraphernalia on and around my desk might be offensive to our summer associates of Asian heritage. I hope they know I sincerely admire their culture and wish I could be swimming in it all day every day.
Due to extended time with my coworkers, I am now super into jokes. I have so many to tell you. I’ll go ahead and tell you one right now. Okay so there are three men stranded on a desert island, and they find a magical lamp. They rub the lamp and a genie comes out and says to them, “Hey guys, I will grant you each one wish, so choose carefully.” The men become very excited to have happened upon such luck. The first man says, “I wish I was off this island!” So the genie grants his wish and he disappears. The second man says, “I wish I was home with my family.” So the genie grants his wish and he goes home. Finally it’s the last man’s turn, and he says, “I’m lonely. I wish my friends were back.”
One of my workies and I occupy our free time by challenging each other with anagrams. Here are some to improve your mental prowess:
STOREY
BALLOG
GORRI
IRONIG
MEENY
So as you know, I watched Benny & Joon last night. Quality film. I love the 90s. Joon does funny things, like wear a helmet in the car, or drinking smoothies with self-contained underwater breathing apparatus equipment. At one point, she mentions that she doesn’t like raisins because really they’re just humiliated grapes.
Danli refuses to see another Harry Potter movie until someone assassinates Daniel Radcliffe. Kitty cat, there’s your next job. I wouldn’t mind if he goes. He refused to wear green contacts, and for that I can never forgive him. Plus, he got all naked on stage, which I also dislike.
Outta heyah,
bECCA

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