Yesterday, I invited myself to a party. Yes, I invited myself to my very own pity party, and I sat at a table for one. The music playing in the background was the song by Moving Pictures, “What About Me”.
“I want my share.” I thought to myself. “I’m tired of being overlooked.” Continue reading “A Pity Party :: Table for One”
This is not an original idea. I’ve never been a leader, and I see no reason to start now. So, following in the footsteps of The Byronic Man and The Good Greatsby, I am copying flattering them with my own caption contest.
This picture is not some random shot I found online. I snapped this shot myself (talented, eh?), and it screams for a caption. Please help me marry this photo with the best caption. Just leave your caption idea in the comments section. I’ll select my top 5 favorites and open it up for voting on Sunday June 17th. What’s the prize? Details, details. Just give a shot, OK? Continue reading “You Tell Me :: A Caption Contest”
During two separate conversations with two separate friends, the three of us mentioned the fact that we do not have friends. I mean, we are friends to a certain extent; one of the gals is one of my best friends, and the other gal is a coworker. While I get together with the one gal, the other gal and I don’t mingle outside of work. (Though, I did go with her and her daughter to see the midnight release of the movie Eclipse.)
For several days I pondered about why I do not have friends, and I came up with 10 reasons. Continue reading “10 Reasons Why I Do Not Have Friends”
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