I’m a sucker for Breakfast at Tiffany’s. I’ve watched it dozens of times, and it’s whirring away in my DVD player right this very moment. The scene where Holly recovers…
Let me hear you sing, OH-OH AYE OH ~ オ!オ!エ!オー
Mimi: OH-OH AYE OH \( ̄O ̄) Stiletto: \( ̄O ̄) OH-OH AYE OH Readers: OH-OH AYE OH? Mimi: OH-OH AYE OH ԅ(≖‿≖ԅ) Readers: (∑(O_O;)=3=3=3 HEELS’ FOUNDERS’ TRUE IDENTITIES: AAA-OBSESSED CREEPY OYAJIS? Speaking of…
Bungled Fantasies
Monday afternoon, a couple of days after the New Department Head fired our cleaning people, we smell dead rats in the girls’ bathroom. I heard that the Accounts Receivables girl…
“Will He or Won’t He?” Better yet: “Will She or Won’t She?”
You know that gnawing sensation in your guts? The uncomfortable feeling you get when the pit of your stomach feels hollow? And, no, I’m not talking about Irritable Bowel Syndrome….
“Day before yesterday I saw a rabbit, and yesterday a deer, and today, you.”
It was a lukewarm, sluggish Tuesday afternoon. The kind where chins rest heavy on elbows, and eyes gaze dreamily out the expanding window toward puffy, white clouds that resemble rabbits…
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (Project Update)
Well, folks, now that our anniversary is out of the way, it’s that time again! Ah, I can already hear the collective groaning. The Good: We are winding down on…