I love tapioca. Some of my fondest childhood memories involve home made tapioca, a warm blanket on a soft lap, and CBS special presentations.
I made tapioca last night to share part of my childhood with my family. Neither my husband nor my daughter can stand it. I do not look at this so much as a rejection of something dear to me as
I GET ALL THE TAPIOCA!!! Woot!
You should really boggle at my dance of joy around this topic.
The machines in my new office seem to operate on such an irrational level that I suspect the interference of occult forces. I'm going to ask the supply girl to requisition some Lucky No. 7 Mojo Powder, corpse dust, and a great big Virgin Mary candle. Between that and my own bell, book, and candle I should be able to either exorcise the goddamn things or call down the Loa--whichever is required so that I can just scan in these damn documents!
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I've been working up to posting that one for days and you just got a sneak preview. Does it make you the tiniest bit happier, or is my sense of humor too blah?
I work at summer camp and one time, I sent 3 girls to go use the Port-a-Potties on the field. They took a reallllly long time, but came back just as I was going to get them. When I asked them where they had been, the little one told me that the oldest girl had dropped her sunglasses in the port-a-potty. But, the other two girls had held the little one by the feet, dipper her into the toilet and she had pulled the sunglasses out.
They were so. Damn. Proud.
However, they were promptly scrubbed in the bathroom, coated in Sani-Gel and forbidden from touching me for the rest of the day.
While I was reading earlier, I was laying down on my bed, and my dog was asleep just above me--she was laying right on my hair. Something startled her, and she woke up and sneezed right into my hair. I had to go wash all the dog goobers out of it.
At the very end of summer camp last year, my roommate and I stole a ladder from a construction project somewhere on campus and wrote a little Sharpie border of the word "gullible" all around the ceiling.
And one from some random kid I know:
We turned on the tv..... we saw what looked to be a baby bird. HOWEVER, WE WERE WRONG. OHH WERE WE WRONG. it turned out to be a show entitled "The Puppetry of Penis." which chloe, sam and i found quite interesting. and looked quite painful. especially the ones called "The Hamburger" and "The Snail." we ended up watching this show for like an hour.
so this morning as we got on the bus to get back home, we told everyone about this great show we watched. APPARENTLY, alex b. had already seen this episode. he had tried to make "The Snail." ahhh so, too much information?
Mia, my dog (rat terrier), was barking at a squirrel on the fence, squirrel jumped off into a snow drift. Mia jumped into the snow drift after it. Squirrel came out by the tree, Mia got turned around and hit the fence.
I hope some of the above helped, because -- short of the baby-dragon hoax story -- my current LJ entry-in-progress is largely depressing. Well, except for Hopping Dracula and the undead bunnies.
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Date: 2004-01-26 04:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-26 05:03 pm (UTC)I made tapioca last night to share part of my childhood with my family. Neither my husband nor my daughter can stand it. I do not look at this so much as a rejection of something dear to me as
I GET ALL THE TAPIOCA!!! Woot!
You should really boggle at my dance of joy around this topic.
Does that help?
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Date: 2004-01-26 05:03 pm (UTC)--------
I've been working up to posting that one for days and you just got a sneak preview. Does it make you the tiniest bit happier, or is my sense of humor too blah?
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Date: 2004-01-26 05:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-26 05:09 pm (UTC)They were so. Damn. Proud.
However, they were promptly scrubbed in the bathroom, coated in Sani-Gel and forbidden from touching me for the rest of the day.
That's my amusing anecdote. *g*
Hope that feel better soon!
Leelee
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Date: 2004-01-26 05:10 pm (UTC)Seriously, it will make your night.
(If, like me, you have no life.)
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Date: 2004-01-26 05:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-26 05:39 pm (UTC)It's kind of gross, but... it actually happened.
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Date: 2004-01-26 06:23 pm (UTC)And one from some random kid I know:
We turned on the tv..... we saw what looked to be a baby bird. HOWEVER, WE WERE WRONG. OHH WERE WE WRONG. it turned out to be a show entitled "The Puppetry of Penis." which chloe, sam and i found quite interesting. and looked quite painful. especially the ones called "The Hamburger" and "The Snail." we ended up watching this show for like an hour.
so this morning as we got on the bus to get back home, we told everyone about this great show we watched. APPARENTLY, alex b. had already seen this episode. he had tried to make "The Snail." ahhh so, too much information?
We've had a LOT of snow, followed by drifting.
Date: 2004-01-26 06:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-26 08:11 pm (UTC)The worst joke I've heard in a while...
Date: 2004-01-26 08:27 pm (UTC)A: Depends.
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Date: 2004-01-26 09:36 pm (UTC)Well, you cheer me up sometimes, so...
Date: 2004-01-26 09:50 pm (UTC)Don't click here if you are at work
Or here
Don't like your future? Refresh the page!
http://atomfilms.shockwave.com/af/content/atom_1498
http://atomfilms.shockwave.com/af/content/atom_1371
http://atomfilms.shockwave.com/landing/landingIndex.jsp?id=indecent_proposal&mature=accept
http://atomfilms.shockwave.com/af/content/white_bits
http://atomfilms.shockwave.com/af/content/atom_489
Any of this work?
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Date: 2004-01-27 09:37 am (UTC)