Showing posts with label sandwich. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sandwich. Show all posts

Monday, June 23, 2008

peanut oil makes concrete floors slick

I started the day off on the wrong foot. Tried to be somewhat healthier and bought "natural" peanut butter for my daily lunch pb&j sandwich. Opening the new jar of "natural" peanut butter turned out to be a disaster. I might have turned the jar sideways when trying to open it but you can't fault me for that. The lid was on tight. There must have been 3 tablespoons of peanut oil on the top. So of course, it goes all over my left shoe and pant leg. I really wish I would have screamed, but I didn't. Considering my options, I opted to continue making the lunch since it wasn't going to fix itself. Then I changed pants. The khakis went straight to the dirty clothes bin now which was total disappointment since I didn't even get to wear them once since the last wash. This has now put me in a terrible mood and I feel like blaming someone, anyone. If you would consider being blamed please email me before COB tomorrow. I've always wanted to use COB but have never felt it necessary until now.

Mandatory overtime kicks in today. I'm going to have to put it on hold though. Going to the Astros game tomorrow evening. I bought a new hat just for this occasion. It's dark blue.

HD television is slightly better than regular cable viewing. I would recommend it to anyone who wears contacts or glasses or has considered wearing contacts or glasses. For the record, I don't wear contacts but I know people who do and they like HD tv better.

Who homered in his third straight game on the day he beat Lou Gehrig's record for consecutive games?

Last entry's question was toy train.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

jelly is sticky

Third day in a row.

I'm eating my peanut butter and jelly sandwich today, like I do everyday. This particular sandwich has too much jelly between the pieces of bread. It's getting everywhere. I've had to wipe jelly off my mouse, lick my finger and wipe again. That's how disgusting this stuff is. I have considered eating my sandwiches without using my hands but The Girl Who Doesn't Like My Laughing will probably complain. Either way I look at this, my lunch will never be the same.

The Roommate bought a big TV last night. I beat him at video game hockey and it was a sweet victory. He should probably get rid of this TV and try again with an even bigger one.

The sticky is on my forearms because I am typing. My work day productivity is now ruined. I will only copy and paste words for the remainder of the day.

What southeastern state was the last to return to the Union after the Civil War.

Last entry's answer was Japan.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

a salty sandwich doesn't sound good

Three days in a row! Read with caution. I'm not sure why I wrote that there. It sounds dorky.

For the past two days at lunch, Coworker Who Went To That School I Can't Mention (with school colors of purple and yellow (or gold, depending on who you are) ) has screwed up his lunch. I'm thinking that he completely zones out as he approaches the counter. Day one, he couldn't remember what sandwich we had the other day, so I reminded him. It wasn't that good and the chicken was pretty dry so he didn't want it again. What does he do? Orders the exact sandwich. "I think that's the one we had the other day." "No, No, it looks different." "No, I really just think they sliced the chicken differently to throw people off." What a sucker. Very next day Coworker Who Went To That School I Can't Mention went to Subway because he's a fan of Jared. Ordered a sandwich and somehow lost it between the adding mayo stage and the wrapping/bagging it stage. He must have a lot on his mind at 11:30ish everyday. Poor guy. I hope he doesn't read this because I'm pretty sure he could beat me up if my hands were tied behind my back.

No kidney stones for me. I had to pee in a cup.

Why is Dick the shortened name for Richard?

I think my salty tooth is missing. People are constantly saying, "I just had a craving for something salty". Heck! Not me. I've never wanted something salty to satisfy a craving. My cravings are either sweet or manly. Give me candy bars or shrimp. Don't salt up my cravings.

Suspenders is sleeping at his desk again. Chin to chest style. Lucky him, he woke up as I was going to take his picture.

Someone in another office just blurted out, "Maybe we're just in a reality show and we don't know it." What if I really am? I should really clean up my non-mixed company behavior when no one is around. Who would watch this show? What's more boring than NASAtv? Uh, how about NASA engineers doing paper work! I could think of nothing more stimulating to watch.

Stink is still gone. The horrible smell is still gone.

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Thank you for reading. See you next week suckers. Sorry for calling you a sucker and have a decent weekend.

Who averaged one patent for every three weeks of his life?

Last entry's answer was force, mass, and acceleration.