Monday, November 16, 2009
Steamboat controls me.
When i am drained from life and need alternative sweet dosage of excitement, i call for a steamboat session. Today, i was lucky enough to end horrible work at 6pm sharp. Something that can even deserve a pop of champagne going on. As usual, out of complete randomness, i turned to my colleague and told her i needed a partner for steamboat to celebrate the early release from piercing reality. I was extremely pleased that she agreed on the spot with sincere glee. So, i started sending mass email to the more pleasant individuals in my unit to ask if they are in for steamboat as a reward to our overworked souls.
In the end:
I got a table of 7 hungry ghosts fighting for food.
I got a bunch of 7 adults laughing at the most impossibly retarded lame jokes.
And I got 1 entire ZOO in my stomach.
She slaps at 11:28 PM