Ahhh, bliss is getting home from a 30 minute walk in the chilly rain (no umbrella) after a long day of work and a sweaty session at the gym (and vegging out on the internet with NO pants on). The no pants factor is key to the ultimate state of unadulterated bliss I am currently experiencing.
Today I found a Clinique lipstick in the bathroom at work called "Nude Splurge" but when I first looked at it I thought it said "Nude Splooge" which is a far better name in my opinion.
I gotta say, the awful pop top 40 radio they play NONSTOP at work is really wearing on me lately. Especially now that I'm working in a place where I can hear the music better. If I have to hear that Avril Lavigne song that goes "You're EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING! that I wanted....." ONE MORE TIME, the only thing I'm ever going to want is to shoot myself in the head so I can be put out of the misery that is having to hear that Canadian necktie wearing banshee wail again. I mean, here and there is one thing but I seriously must hear that song 4 times a day on top of all the other awful crap they play. My only moments of excitement are getting to hear the occasional "Everything she wants" by Wham or Tears for Fears "Shout".
Word on the street is that the Mcdonald's McRib is on the menu again. This excites and frightens me, as I like the fact I never eat at Mcdonalds- but this is the McRIB!!! That mysteriously textured boneless meat hiding beneath the tangy almost too sweet sauce- oh god, I can taste it RIGHT NOW. I can run but it will eventually find me.
Ohmahgod. Two days off. So looking forward to this. Sleeping in, gettin' paid, Christmas shopping, buyin' groceries, dyin' my hair, seeing Chris....
it all starts with a HOT shower, some warm vanilla body scrub, and shaving these hairy legs hidden by winter.
mary [email] said at 8:18 PM 12-09-2004: Ha. One of my classmates hates pickles, and always gives me hers when we go to Chick-Fil-A. for lunch. Pickles ....
amanda [email] said at 9:52 PM 12-09-2004: I know what they are, and they frighten me. They looks so...pliable. Like, if one had a 20 foot wide McRib, he or she could bounce on it as though it were a trampoline.
carla [email] said at 10:43 PM 12-09-2004: it also kind of reminds me of something that would be used as a faux piece of innard on a splatter/gore movie set.
ed [email] said at 10:50 PM 12-09-2004: Were you posting as Myriam, or am I just confused?
McRibs look nasty. They sound nasty.
But they're so deeeelish!
I'm ashamed to admit I like them, because I *know* what bbq ribs should taste like, and this ain't it.
Maybe I can come up with a conspiracy theory... the ultra-rich right-wingers in charge of McD's put crack in the recipe! That's it! That's why I kept getting thinner the more McRibs I ate... oh, wait. No. They packed on the pounds, back in the day they were a regular menu item.
I should just be glad there's an occasional redux so I can have one every few years.
A McRib trampoline might be the coolest thing ever, though. Once you're all tired from bouncing around all day, YOU CAN EAT YOUR TRAMPOLINE.
zack [email] said at 3:14 AM 12-10-2004: I had a mcRib for the first time last week.. It was kind of underwhelming I must say. It tasted JUST like the Gardenburger fake Riblets. Basically, it made me think of the "McMeaties" SPACE MEAT that they made out of napkins on Invader Zim.
reggie [email] said at 5:58 PM 12-11-2004: I don't know about y'all (Carla you went to a PG county school) but every once and a while our cafeteria would have McRibs at lunch.
reggie [email] said at 6:02 PM 12-11-2004: Oh by the way, funniest bit of irony ever. A coupla weeks ago on Good Morning America, Avril "I can't pronounce David BOW-ie" Lavigne was the musical guest. Anyway, they had this one segment about these new devices to help women achieve orgasm and after the segment was over they played that song going to commercial break. I'm sure it was coincidental but still it was brilliant.
