Werk

So here is the deal. I am on the computer all day erry day at work. Which results in me blogging at work and not at home. I know, I am a horrible person for bloggin instead of working... Except not really because it takes me a grand total of like 5 minutes to post something. Yes, should take my time and proof read and you know, care about how well I am writting and things, but I don't/kinda do/don't...

Wait, why am I saying this. I forget.

OH! Okay,  moral of me rambling on and on about how I blog at work....

Because of the fact that I blog at work, I can't ever put pictures up of my life because those are on my lapytop at home. The End :)

Whew! That was tough. Rambling should be my profession. I pretty much rock at it.

ALSO. I'm thinking... I'm diggin my new blog title. Your thoughts??

Well here are mine... Me gusta because, A) When I want to say story of my life, I feel weird beacuse it's like I already said it, in the title of me bloggy. And It's kinda not very original or different or special. Kinda blah. So I changed it to PS because I like it. And mostly because my brothers (especially Ryan) mock me all the time for saying PS before I say things :) So it's funny for me. And I like it. And it is my blog so that is all that matters right? Right.

Okay here: this will help up the boring factor of this post.

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ps, why are mustaches "the thing" these days?
I'm not really into guys growing them.. and well sure they are funny for people to wear fake ones...
but what the? Mustaches? Is that really going to be one of the fads of our generation? Allllright....

So I decided in order to make my blog in with the crowd I must(ache) ha, follow the crowd
and put something or other mustache related in here somewhere :)

P.S... At work sometimes people put food on the table in the kitchen that they want to get rid of or want to share or something. Sometimes there is a bag full of day old pizza pretzels, or a box of pastry donuts, maybe a bag of apricots. But today there were 3 boxes of Girl Scout cookies!!! Seriously, best day ever. But the question is, who would ever want to get rid of Girl Scout Cookies?!? I would understand those sicknasty kinds... but Samoas and Thin mints basically rock my world.

Whatever, I'm okay with it.