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To say that I am a person ” in the know ” would be a rather great exaggeration. I am in fact, always the last to know most things.

Some of the more recent information I wish I had known earlier:

• People did not like Red Riding Hood ( I actually thought it was quite good )

• It is now acceptable to wear a striped shirt with striped pants. ( While I see this – daily – on more than a few people in my office, it always comes as a shock to me )

• You can churn out the most terrible music video for $2000 and become an overnight sensation. Had I known, I would’ve done it years ago.

Thus far, I have managed quite nicely. Watching bad movies, wearing non-jailclothes style outfits and having no internet fame to speak of has been good enough for me. But when no one tells you that they have gone and added another O in the word lose, you know it has gone too far.

Yes, another O! O as in O Holy Mother of Misspellings, Batman! O!

I’ll admit, it has always loomed over me; the possibility that this was true. I had always suspected it, felt an eerie premonition that my suspicion might be fact. It had been many years since I’d seen anyone spell the word correctly. As with anything you wish not to accept, large doses of denial do wonders to drown out doubt.

It was only when the truth laid itself bare before me like Kate Winslet in Titanic ( what a great movie btw! ) that I had no choice but to believe what inside, I may have always known. The word LOSE had lo(o)st it’s meaning. I had an e-mail to prove it.

From: My Manager

Sent: Wednesday, April 06, 2011 3:32 PM

To: Our Team

Subject: Clean-Desks

Do not keep any lose papers on your desks or in your drawers.

So what’s a girl to do when she knows her gose is coked? I suppose I’ll take some time out to recover – Dive teary headfirst into a scop of icecream , maybe some moousse, even some boze ? Moby that’ll help , just moby! I mean maybe

 

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It’s Friday evening. I am sitting here counting every last second till the clock strikes FINALLY-I-CAN-GET-THE-HECK-OUT-OF-HERE. I am so bored. My brain is about to stop functioning completely.

And out of nowhere Friday is playing in my head!

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)

Fun, fun, fun, fun

Her auto-tuned voice soothes me. It distracts me from the fact that I have almost no thoughts in my head. She must be used to that.

Kickin’ in the front seat

Sittin’ in the back seat

Gotta make my mind up

Which seat can I take?

Which seat WILL I take? Obviously, I will not be in a convertible driven by 13 year olds. Maybe the movie theatre. Maybe a restaurant. Who knows?

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)

Fun, fun, fun, fun

Damn! I need more lyrics. This is how bored I am. Google Search.

Fun, fun, think about fun

You know what it is

I got this, you got this

My friend is by my right

I got this, you got this

Now you know it

I literally do not know what this means. I laugh. Children are stupid. I just spelled children with 5 E’s. It’s totally okay though BECAUSE

It’s Friday, Friday

Gotta get down on Friday

Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend

Friday, Friday

The boredom is starting to return. Slowly, Rebecca Black is not as interesting. Until I read this ( I can’t believe I almost forgot the best part )

Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday

Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin’)

We-we-we so excited

We so excited

We gonna have a ball today

 

The day before Thursday was Wednesday. Wednesday I still hadn’t heard this.

Tomorrow is Saturday

And Sunday comes after…wards

I don’t want this weekend to end

I could’ve skipped the first standard.This song is so educational.

Fast lanes, switchin’ lanes

Wit’ a car up on my side (Woo!)

(C’mon) Passin’ by is a school bus in front of me

Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream

Enter Dr. Dre style rapper. More incomprehensible lyrics. I could’ve left 3 minutes ago. Why am I still here ?

Check my time, it’s Friday, it’s a weekend

We gonna have fun, c’mon, c’mon, y’all

It’s not often I agree with Lady Gaga but sometimes you just can’t argue with the truth. Rebecca Black & Friday are pure genius. This has been a good 17 minutes.

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