Friday, September 7, 2007

Taxi!


Saluting Our Fabulon Sister Birthday


The Gabor Girls are chanting as we speak



“Happyhappyhappyhappyhappydearthom”

“Happyhappyhappyhappyhappydearthom”

“Happyhappyhappyhappyhappydearthom”

“Happyhappyhappyhappyhappydearthom”

“Happyhappyhappyhappyhappydearthom”





They're doing this 48 times on one breath,
but you know, those bitches are much tougher than me.
I can't do it.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

A Cube with a View


This is what my window at work looks out at. No one else shares this windows, it's all mine, nyahnyahnyah, but the geniuses who planned our furniture situated my desk so my back is to the window. So, I turn around and stare out it a lot. I'll show them.


Let's Get This Party Started







Ai yi yi. Or whatever the Hindi version of that is.



In Which We Are Screened

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