A million things on my mind and then I organized a meeting through MS Outlook with location: Panty.
Monica was like "AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!" and I was like "WHAT??? WHAT???" and then we're both like "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Guess it's weird to discuss serious matters in a panty.
Monica was like "AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!" and I was like "WHAT??? WHAT???" and then we're both like "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Guess it's weird to discuss serious matters in a panty.
So. Since we're closing and all, the office couldn't be bothered with a conference room so we converted 3/4 of our pantry into an area for grown-up discussions, thus banning food and drinks in the now-business/nosebleed-like corner.
It could be I'm out of sorts coz of the busyness of my professional being, or R on my lappy simply ignored my pressing press or it could be I have lesbo thoughts of panty because of the hottie. But I'm more attuned to the male hottie, so I would've typed under meeting location: boxers or briefs. If that's the case.
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