white cake. with raspberry salad dressing :)

at a dinner auction, slices of white and chocolate cake were dessert. there was raspberry salad dressing on the table, too. it looked yummy. so, i poured it on the white cake. it did not taste yummy.

funny coworker email of the day.

i had recently emailed a co-worker some possible times for a meeting she is trying to set up. she wrote back that none of those will work and asked if i could send more.

i asked her to remind me what times i had already sent because i can't find my email to her.

she replied, "Oct. 1 at 4 p.m. and Oct. 17 at 4 p.m. I will be home tomorrow with the plumbers identifying their brands of underwear."

HAHAHAHAHA. nice.

Yum!

awkwardness at chipotle.

carl and i just went to chipotle for a quick lunch. we sat out on the patio because its super nice and not 100 degrees finally. a few minutes later, a lady came out the door and said. to us.

"oh man you guys picked the worst seat! you're sitting right outside the door, and someone could just open that door and come right out here and rip ass, and then you have to smell it!"

we played along and laughed. she held the door open for what looked like her husband and her daughter. one of them asked what she was laughing at. she repeated what she had told us.

"i was just telling them they got the worst seat out here! someone could come out the door and fart, and then they're stuck here smellin' poo!" she said.

"oh my god. no," said the "daughter".

"well they laughed," said the lady.

i need a poof.

carl: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=WYjHXmxcBAk

me: THAT IS A HAMSTER

carl: no... that is what you want. a poof.

losers.

carl, mr. t, and i are running a 10k tomorrow. carl is in mr. t's office, and i asked them if they plan to race each other tomorrow. carl told mr. t that i usually run a 10-minute mile.

"im not concerned about my speed," i said.

"that's what all losers say," mr. t said.

awesome.