That or they are the best transvestites I've ever seen

OK now that I'm at my desk and I'm looking at two things

D-land and the pile of stuff I need to do

hmmmmmmmmm

What to do, what to do?

Well as you can see I already decided what to do but it was fun to relive that little bit of my mental tug-of-war.

OK guestbook update

-Yankeebelle -- Thanks for the support in my shameless self promotion -- you must have been the only one who read that far or you were the only one with a weekend good enough to write about.
-Invisible ink -- Hey, no problem about the bird -- it is as much a part of the English language as the thumbs up and OK sign and other gestures, and it just allows you to express your self quickly and not every one has to hear you yell PHUCK
-Chickenpie -- OK my schedule is free this Thursday from 13:00 to 14:30 hmmmm that would be alot earlier for you -- I'll get a memo together on that soap thing and forward it around the office -- let me know if I need to beat the mail boy


Oh on the topic of mail boys -- well not mail boys but interns and not boys either -- that or they are the best transvestites I've ever seen --

anyway

There are two summer interns
The theatre has one
Art has the other

I'm going to make a typical male comment (BEWARE)

Well the one in art is much more attractive,

(OK there it was -- Sorry I had to say it somewhere there aren't any guys in the office except the president and I don't see me talking about the interns with him ... no not that president)

Anyway the art intern doesn't speak to anyone -- which is odd because usually interns don't shut up

Well today I was outside on the farmer's market which by the way is just outside the museum.
I was outside smoking --yes that nasty disgusting habit of mine -- so anyway the art intern is walking into work from somewhere and she is fiddling with the flowers set up for sale.

As she is walking by she is brushing her hand across the blooms which I think is OK but I don't run the flower stands and I am actually thinking that if she were in a field of wild flowers that this would make a really nice picture.

Anywhoo she looks over at me and says "HI" and she blushes a bit and a light breeze ruffles her honey coloured hair off her shoulders she blushed because she was caught doing something that she thought that no one else would notice
I say "HI" in reply
Well then she stops and asks how I am "how are you?" she says
"well and yourself" I say
Shes says "I'm doing well too, they (turning her head back to the flowers) are really quite beautiful aren't they"
"Yes I like them too" I say
"Well I have to get to work, see you later" she smiles and turns to walk away her skirt twirling up a bit as she turns and it floats back into the swing sway motion as she walks away into the museum.
"OK see ya" I say
Well I have no clue why I wrote all that