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Rock n' Roll Doggie
I swear I'm losing my flippin mind. It's been happening more and more lately (and you know what they say...)
Case in point: I'm moving soon, and my life now revolves around boxes and tape. Today I was taking some boxes home from the office, but had to *ahem* make a pit stop first. But the loo was being cleaned on my floor, so went to the first floor. That one was "not working." GAH! So, legs crossed, I went back up to the second floor.
When I came out, my boxes were gone.
Fuming, I went back upstairs, grumbling and cursing the jerk who stole my boxes! Grabbed a few more, and a coworker then came along to assist me. As we got to the first floor, (I was griping up a storm the whole way), we turned the corner....and there were my boxes, exactly where I'd left them about 5 minutes earlier on the FIRST floor. D'OH!!!
I turned about 14 shades of red and felt like a complet eejit.
FIVE MINUTES! I can't even remember something five minutes ago! What is going on with my brain? AAAAHHHHH!!!
OY. If this is the way it is now, is it all downhill from here...?
Case in point: I'm moving soon, and my life now revolves around boxes and tape. Today I was taking some boxes home from the office, but had to *ahem* make a pit stop first. But the loo was being cleaned on my floor, so went to the first floor. That one was "not working." GAH! So, legs crossed, I went back up to the second floor.
When I came out, my boxes were gone.
FIVE MINUTES! I can't even remember something five minutes ago! What is going on with my brain? AAAAHHHHH!!!
OY. If this is the way it is now, is it all downhill from here...?