Today, I rolled my eyes hard enough I think I pulled an eyeball muscle. This is akin to the time I flipped someone off dramatically enough that I sort-of sprained my finger. These are not injuries that a nice, mature person should have. That is why my birthday is still several weeks away. I find the weeks before my birthday are full of stupid injuries…like how I bonked my head on the ceiling a little bit when I was jumping on the bed a few days ago.
But today’s injury was not my fault. I was the victim of hearing the world’s longest, more boring conversation right outside my work door. I was trapped while two people proceeded to talk about topics soooooooo boring that I don’t. have. the. energy. to. describe.
Imagine the most boring possible conversation; then double the boredom; times that by three and that is the conversation forced upon my eardrums. I worry about things like this. Say I get run over by an airplane late tonight. My last day on this lovely, blue-green planet would have a huge chunk of it spent listening to boring blah-blah.
Luckily, Guns & Roses came on my little internet radio. It was, once again, something about being a sweet child of Axl Rose’s. I kept inching the volume up and eventually the boring folk moved down the hall in front of someone else’s office (who I assume was listening to something boring…like vocal jazz). Who knew Axl Rose would be my hero? “WHOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAA SWEEEEEEEEEET CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILD OOOOOOOOOO MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINEEEEE....EEEE!”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P-AYAv0IoWI
An Erinku:
Scrabble tile “G”
with a little 2
G-squared?
I’ve never played Scrabble.
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