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My brain has officially turned into jell-o.
Two more days left in the workweek and I'm jell-o.
You see, we're stitching velvet. lots and lots of velvet. and it all has to be handstitched before machined.
tech is on Tuesday.
I am dangerously close to singing "I'm A Little Fucking Teapot" at the top of my voice; since we border the management offices, that's not a Good Idea.
There are far worse things to be than jell-o.
Tomorrow, perhaps, I will be a pudding pop.
Two more days left in the workweek and I'm jell-o.
You see, we're stitching velvet. lots and lots of velvet. and it all has to be handstitched before machined.
tech is on Tuesday.
I am dangerously close to singing "I'm A Little Fucking Teapot" at the top of my voice; since we border the management offices, that's not a Good Idea.
There are far worse things to be than jell-o.
Tomorrow, perhaps, I will be a pudding pop.
