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I'm just hateful 24/7. My boyfriend mentioned something about he being grumpy and I was like "OH NO, I don't think so, *I* am the hateful one in this relationship".

I have a "poor attitude" at work. It's a shame I get twice as much work done as half my coworkers, right? BAD ATTITUDE.
 
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Dip her in Elmer's... Pets shed on purpose just to watch us go crazy.
 
My english muffin and OJ suddenly look pretty boring when compared to broken lemon pound cake and eyeballs.
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I guess I also ate my youngest son's unwanted chocolate Pop Tart. Yum, yum.

So, I took yesterday off work to clean my house and do laundry. Anyone want to guess what my desk looks like this morning after hubby had free rein in the office all day?
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Another new line I have NEVER seen before in my life.

Seriously, if folks took some posts from this thread out of context we'd all be locked in those round rubbery rooms with the plush-lined walls.
Or a hard-core wrap-around cardigan.

Southern, let the furballs be. The dog is trying to clone herself. Maybe she's lonely.

Orchid, you can't have it both ways. Clean house or clean desk? Bear in mind that a clean desk is the sign of a seriously sick mind. We should know. We wrote the book on it! All 7172 posts of it...
 
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Unfortunately, most of our posts have been clean too. However do we have fun here?

Who's definition of clean are you using Buffy?
<first sign of insanity is thinking you're normal>

I remember contemplating banning, and being scolded, on more than one post....
 
Clean? My desk?
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Oh, you're a funny one. My desk was clean the day we moved into our new building nearly three years ago. It's never been clean since - but at least I can find everything. Until Hurricane Joe hits it, that is.
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Come to think of it, I did have one boss in my past who had an immaculate desk, and sick mind doesn't even begin to describe that guy.
 
You couldn't imagine the amount of internal censoring that goes on over here. There have been many a HILAROUS joke about me, my jaw problems and wondering if I spent a few hours of quality time with an elephant around here somewhere. IN MY BRAIN.

Is it lunchtime yet? These eyeballs don't really fill a girl up. Took my last crazy pill today. Have been taking double doses for the last week. darn system upgrade. Off to wally world at lunchtime to get my refill. I NEED MY REFILL.

had to actually dismantle the franzia box last night. I knew that bag was hiding my wine from me. Ahhhhhh, so much better now. I contemplate slapping the bag onto my shoulder, attaching a flexible piece of plastic tubing to the spigot and straight to my mouth. Would save time on my getting up and pouring refills. Also harder to spill onto the laptop keyboard (again). Hmmmm, such a thought........
 
Nella, my DH has a hiking water bag that is carried in his backpack that sounds a lot like your winebag fantasy.


And it must be lunchtime, cause I heated the sausage biscuit and am washing it down with mtn dew.
 
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My clean desk boss is a micro-manager. My messy desk boss is an "avoider" type. Avoids giving direct answers, avoids/ignores messages & emails, avoids responsibility, avoids work. I guess he thinks that his messy desk shows how "hard" he's working.
 
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