by Hubert
Kitty. Tiny hat. Tiny ice cream cone.
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2010-05-31
by Colleen
Not much happened to me in May. This is what the basil did.
Yes, time passes...work changes, plants grow exponentially, another song pops up on iTunes just to be skipped over (How Do You Like Me Now? by Toby Keith is a really mean song, come to think of it...why do I even have it on my itunes list?)...blah blah blah...time measured in daylights and sunsets, midnights and coffee spoons...I grow old, I grow old....I may wear my trousers rolled..or something like that.
Not much happened to me in May. This is what the basil did.
Yes, time passes...work changes, plants grow exponentially, another song pops up on iTunes just to be skipped over (How Do You Like Me Now? by Toby Keith is a really mean song, come to think of it...why do I even have it on my itunes list?)...blah blah blah...time measured in daylights and sunsets, midnights and coffee spoons...I grow old, I grow old....I may wear my trousers rolled..or something like that.
2010-05-16
by Colleen
Soon after I got my first job, I started buying the ugliest decorated kleenex boxes I could find to put at my desk, as sort of a weird homage to the people who spend intense amounts of time and thought decorating their cubicles*. The practice kind of turned into tradition, so this is the little gem I picked up on May 16th.
It's always tough choosing between boxes that were designed to be pretty (at least I think that was the goal) and FAILED and the random graphic design boxes that may look cool on the computer but don't transfer well to a kleenex box medium.
I think this one falls in the first category. I try and alternate between the two for variety though.
*It turns out that while these people are mentioned all the time in office-humor related books and Dilbert strips, there's really not that many people in real life who do this. Or at least, not many that I've encountered so far. In fact, my cubicle may be one of the more decorated ones on my team...sigh.
Soon after I got my first job, I started buying the ugliest decorated kleenex boxes I could find to put at my desk, as sort of a weird homage to the people who spend intense amounts of time and thought decorating their cubicles*. The practice kind of turned into tradition, so this is the little gem I picked up on May 16th.
It's always tough choosing between boxes that were designed to be pretty (at least I think that was the goal) and FAILED and the random graphic design boxes that may look cool on the computer but don't transfer well to a kleenex box medium.
I think this one falls in the first category. I try and alternate between the two for variety though.
*It turns out that while these people are mentioned all the time in office-humor related books and Dilbert strips, there's really not that many people in real life who do this. Or at least, not many that I've encountered so far. In fact, my cubicle may be one of the more decorated ones on my team...sigh.
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