Gollum hearts Flickr

Yes, the previous post is an actual photo of my cubicle. While I was conscientiously slaving away at work, doing Very Important Things, Gollum fished the cell from my bag and started dinking around. A two-minute potty break was all the time he needed to tag my blog with said photo.

We’re - er, I’m fairly swooning over the potential this has for blogging our upcoming trip to Europe…

This is Uppity, mooning the Pope in Rome!

See Kevin, making snow-devils in the Swiss Alps!

Behold Uppity, showing her tits at the top of the Eiffel Tower!

All in nearly real time.

It just goes to show, it’s never too late for a happy childhood…even for Gollum.

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My Cubicle

My Cubicle

Originally uploaded by uppityrib.

My Cubicle, My cubicle
It’s One of Sixty two
It’s my small space
in a crowded place
Just a six-by-six foot booth
And I hate it that’s the truth

When I give a sigh
as the boss walks by,
no one ever talks to me
or looks me in the eye.
And I really should work but instead I just sit here and surf the Internet.

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Blessed are those who can laugh at themselves

A friend of mine recently blogged about what I felt was a serious case of da ennui of daily life. You know: bills to pay, cat boxes to clean, cars to fix, S.O.s to fight with, S.O.s make amends to, dinner to cook, dishes to clean, laundry to launder, lawns to mow. Lather, rinse, repeat.

As I pondered the bummer of adulthood, my spirit guides - who I am sure I heard shouting “Danger! Danger! Pull up, Will Robinson!” - intercepted the rapidly developing existential snit, and lo, one or two clicks of the mouse and I was listening to My Cubicle, a parody of the James Blunt song “You’re Beautiful.” So, so apropos. Out! Out, damn snit!

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