I adopted a squishable doe-eyed puppy from my housemate today, and brought him to work. He's marked his spot at the corner of my cubicle... and so while majority of the people on our floor have their names printed out and hanging on the dividers to shout hey-I'm-here-if-you're-looking-for-me, I have doe-eyes. He's my identity tag. He has doe eyes that actually look more droopy, with that brown tint around it. He's like a mini me.
I have to give him a name... any suggestions?
And he's made friends! he's so much better at socializing than me...
coozome twozome...
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
c is for cookie
It came as a surprise... no announcements, no online articles... on a busy Friday for me no less. I just surfaced from a glub-worthy brain-draining smartphone user guide deadline rush and still adjusting to the feeling of being actually, physically back to office reality when I was called to witness this special Friday sunset. It looks like Cookie Monster tried to take a bite out of it to make the perfect C... maybe he's trying to see if he can fit it in his famous "C is for Cookie" song...
"... a round cookie with one bite out of it looks like a C..."
"... a round doughnut with one bite out of it also looks like a C... but it is not as good as a cookie..."
"... oh and a moon sometimes looks like a C... but you can't eat that"
"... a round cookie with one bite out of it looks like a C..."
"... a round doughnut with one bite out of it also looks like a C... but it is not as good as a cookie..."
"... oh and a moon sometimes looks like a C... but you can't eat that"
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