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Jul. 13th, 2010 09:26 amCoworker to me, in tones of it's-this-or-snap, while washing hands:
"I'm thinking that if I cover myself sufficiently in thermal paste, I'll qualify as the official Silver Surfer. And then I'll get a flying surfboard."
...pause, considering...
"And then I can leave the office."
...pause, more considering, then, in tones of triumph...
"And then I'm going to sit on my flying surfboard, in my living room, and drink beer and play video games. With my brain."
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"I'm thinking that if I cover myself sufficiently in thermal paste, I'll qualify as the official Silver Surfer. And then I'll get a flying surfboard."
...pause, considering...
"And then I can leave the office."
...pause, more considering, then, in tones of triumph...
"And then I'm going to sit on my flying surfboard, in my living room, and drink beer and play video games. With my brain."
This post brought to you by the letter 'espresso' and the number 'there are HOW MANY computers in queue?!'
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Date: 2010-07-13 03:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-13 03:48 pm (UTC)Some of these types of thoughts never leave my skull, but others usually result in entertaining some of my pals in the office, and them telling me I need more sleep. :D
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Date: 2010-07-13 04:55 pm (UTC)(*crush!* *inflate!* *crush!* *inflate!* ...)
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Date: 2010-07-13 07:24 pm (UTC)[oh, and that's not a horse, that's one of their computer screens. The clip's from Amok Time, not unsurprising.]
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Date: 2010-07-13 07:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-14 01:34 pm (UTC)awesome co-worker!
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Date: 2010-07-19 07:23 pm (UTC)