Unfortunately, quite a lot of my butt got left at work tonight when it got chewed off - big chunks at a time. On the plus side, when I go back first thing tomorrow, they should still be laying around - slightly gnawed on but basically alright. If I remember to buy super glue on the way in I should be okay.
The bottom line here is that I am a woman without a post. I am, however, in hot negotiations to bring something so different, so raw, so...vaguely disturbing to you that you will cry genuine tears of delight when you see it. I'd appreciate any mojo you'd care to throw my way as I delicately try to bag my target. Just don't throw it at my butt. It's seen better days.
So here's the plan for today. Let's play Finish The Sentence. Ready?
I would be an absolutely perfect human being if it wasn't for....
And my answer would be...my temper. It has sunk me more than once. Of course, I can be a little intestinally challenged, too. Hmm. Tough call. Maybe losing half my butt will help.
What keeps you from being flawless?
Monday, July 14, 2008
Posted by the rotten correspondent at 12:02 AM