i’m not a dog
1My buddy at work, Chris, can be quite the asshat, but that’s why I <3 him. This this convo for instance.
Chris (12:55 PM): BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP
Daniel (12:56 PM): 
Chris (12:56 PM): shup?
Daniel (12:57 PM): nothing, bored
Chris (12:57 PM): aww
Chris (12:57 PM): there there
Daniel (12:57 PM): haha
Chris (12:57 PM): *pats head
Chris (12:57 PM): &gives hershey kiss
Daniel (12:57 PM): OOOOhhhh
Chris (12:57 PM): you wanna play with your ball?
Daniel (12:57 PM): i have more than one, thankyouverymuch
Chris (12:57 PM): thereeeee ya go.
Daniel (12:58 PM): omg stop treating me like a dog
Chris (12:58 PM): get your ball.. it’s yours! go get it! go get it!
Daniel (12:58 PM): *beats you*
Chris (12:58 PM): NO!
Chris (12:58 PM): nnnnnnnnnno.
Chris (12:58 PM): that’s BAD.
Daniel (12:58 PM): LOL
Daniel (12:58 PM): STOP IT
Chris (12:58 PM): can you speak?
Chris (12:58 PM): can you speak?
Chris (12:58 PM): speak!
And that is when he heard me stomping down the hall and got punched.
he’s such a buzzkill
2My boss never gives me the pleasure of being rebellious.
Boss: “I’m leaving early today.”
Me: “Oh good, what time? I can sneak out early then.”
Boss: “Didn’t we have this discussion?”
We did. On Friday’s I yell at him to go home so I can ditch and leave early. He informed me that I’m not bound to any hours, I’m just responsible to get my work done. Which, I knew, but how fun is that? He totally kills my fun. Why does he have to be so damned permissive!?
I have to find something else to do to calm my rebellious needs.
Meet Mister Stink
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I walked upstairs and sat on the couch next to Ian.
“Hello, Ian…” I said in a deep creepy voice as I wiggled my finger.
“OMG you’re watching the Shining aren’t you?”
I had finally gotten around to watching it for the first time.
So I introduced Ian to Mr. Stink, a finger with a face Malcolm drew on for me.
Ian came down to watch the rest with us and Mr. Stink seemed to enjoy it also. I have a feeling Mr. Stink might hang around for a while. He’s kind of dark and depressing, but I enjoy his company.
A little less epic
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Trimmed down the beard this weakend…what do you think? It would probably help if I combed it before snapping a pic, but I wanted to test the wordpress app for android 
me so friendly
1A guy named Caleb stops by my desk.
Caleb: “Darin?”
Me: “I’m not Darin.”
Caleb: “Oh.”
Me: “Can I help you with something?”
Caleb: “No.”
Me: “Then why the hell are you looking at me?”
Caleb: “….DAAaaamn!”
super productive spurt
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Last night something got into me and it still somewhat scares me. I had this super duper desire to get stuff done, like this spurt of ‘caring’ about stuff (*snort*… spurt).
I got home and worked on the lawn mower until it started up again. Mowed everything, even parts I don’t think have ever been mowed before. Then, I came in and ate dinner since Malcolm had prepared something. Then I replaced the motor on a bathroom fan. THEN, I worked on some glass stuff, THEN I went shopping and ran errands, then then then…
I wonder what will happen tonight. Will I keep moving … or flop down like a beached whale and let the evening slip by?
don’t ask if you don’t want to know the truth
0Chris B (4:09 PM): would you kill a baby for a million dollars?
Chris B (4:09 PM): no conviction
Chris B (4:09 PM): just public judgement
Daniel S (4:09 PM): probably, i hate babies and i lack a soul
Chris B (4:10 PM): jesus.
the baby is kicking
0I’ve been doing the whole liquid diet thing for a while. Not losing any weight right now (I know I really need to kick up an excercise routine, but I’m lazy), but I still really like the convenience and ease of it.
Today, the big boss bought our department lunch from a local restaurant… I had a chicken sammich. Just chicken breast, cheese, lettuce tomatoe and some spices. It was pretty good… except my stomach has shrunk so much (not my gut mind you) that I have such a major food baby right now. It’s kicking back hard! I should’ve only had half a sandwich.
I was taking a break, huffing a bit and holding my tummy like a preggos woman while discussing it with my office buddy, Chris. I’ve decided to name it after him and he’s excited to have a Chris Jr. around. I’ll make sure to take pictures for ya’ll when I give birth.
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