
at least i can now pick out the face of the ipod headphone thief in a line up.
'yes officer, i am sure that's the one, that's the cleaning lady. just look at her, she doesn't look like the type that would replace the trashcan in its designated spot underneath my desk after she empties it, does she? nor does she look like the type to vacuum up the cheerio i dropped underneath my desk 26 weeks ago. yes, i am certain that is her, she's the one that purloined my ipod headphones'
in other news, please add 'thief' and 'purloined' to the words hoppster cannot spell without googling list. guess there is no mystery novel in my future.
sorry mom, i know that was your big dream for me.
anyways. i wanted to tell you some things. but now i am exhausted. it is tiring selflessly putting you guys first all the time first, even before my own blog (you=blogmates...sorta like cellmates, but people i chill with in the blogiverse*, and exatly like prison, i hang out with them, but they don't necessarily hang out with me back).
don't expect a lot out of me tomorrow, either. i expect a big promotion tomorrow (from minion to slave).
*yes, i am still doing that thing where i try to make new words that use 'blog' happen...i'll be writing a blogtionary soon
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I still have no idea what purloined meand.
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