Category Archives: epic fail
Constrictions and Constrictive Writing
Wow. Is it already Sunday?! I’ve been meaning to post Friday’s fridge poem, but I was too busy peeling wallpaper in my guest bedroom, and playing with Mario Paint while under the influence of ponies: Man! This video quality sucks. … Continue reading
What’s your sign? Well, I’m a horny fish!
Hi, All. Before I delve into this week’s fridge poem, I have to discuss the recent news about astrological signs changing. I know. I know. Since we adopted the seasonal, Westernized zodiac (rather then the Eastern one that is based … Continue reading
Fridge Reading on a Snow Day
I want to apologize to all eleven of you who read my blog and the 1 or 2 who may have been waiting for Friday’s post. I was traumatized by the fridge this week, and then I got busy; and … Continue reading
Dramatic Monologue: The Fridge’s Resolution
I feel 2011 is already off to a good start. I won a battle (but not the war) with my most hated task: Inputting time sheets for makeup artists. For the last year and a half or so, I printed the original sheets, … Continue reading
Bah Humbug! We’re Doing Hanukkah This Week!
So, it only took a day or so for work to kill my Christmas buzz. Today was crazy and stupid, and it left me feeling a severe case of the Bah Humbugs. I didn’t go to business school, but I … Continue reading
Happy Clean-Out Your Fridge Day!
In celebration of the momentous holiday…the trashiest fridge song I can find in my archives (Ke$ha was the best(?) thing I could come-up with. Lol). Fridge-Frock To Tic-Tok by Ke$ha Leavin’ every Friday, wavin’ to P-Diddles, You grab yo stuff, … Continue reading
Bloggin’ at the Bottom of the Food Chain
My fridge memos were a hit from the first week I graced the boring office world with their presence. If my fridge poems were #1 jams, I would be like Lady Gaga or something, crazy and crazy famous. Alas, the … Continue reading
Happy Birthday….
So, this week marks the year anniversary of the fridge poem. I wish I cared about this more, but ummm…I kinda don’t. I love my fridge poetry and all but yeah. This was supposed to prove I’m awesome, and though it did, … Continue reading
Losing and Limericks
Have you ever been at a point in your life when losing just seems to be the norm? Wouldn’t it just be nice to win one? It doesn’t matter what, but I just want a tiny sample of success, so … Continue reading