As a child I used to love reading the Mr Men and Little Miss books! For some reason I thought of this today and decided to see if the books still existed.

I found a WHOLE site dedicated to them! The only book I owned with them in it was Little Miss Tiny.

Again, something emailed to me:

TESTICULATING. Waving your arms around and talking Bollocks.

BLAMESTORMING. Sitting around in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed, and who was responsible.

SEAGULL MANAGER. A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps on everything, and then leaves. 

ASSMOSIS. The process by which people seem to absorb success and advancement by sucking up to the boss rather than working hard.

SALMON DAY. The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die.

PRAIRIE DOGGING. When someone yells or drops something loudly in a cube farm, and people's heads pop up over the walls to see that's going on. (This also applies to applause from a promotion because there may be cake.)

MOUSE POTATO. The on-line, wired generation's answer to the couch potato.

SITCOMs. Single Income, Two Children, Oppressive Mortgage. What yuppies turn into when they have children and one of them stops working to stay home with the kids or start a "home business".

STRESS PUPPY. A person who seems to thrive on being stressed out and whiny.

PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE. The fine art of whacking the crap out of an electronic device to get it to work again.

ADMINISPHERE. The rarefied organisational layers beginning just >above >the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the "adminisphere" are often profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed to solve. This is often affiliated with the dreaded "administrivia" - needless paperwork and processes.

404. Someone who's clueless. From the World Wide Web error message "404 Not Found," meaning that the requested document could not be located.

OHNOSECOND That minuscule fraction of time in which you realise that you've just made a BIG mistake (e.g. you've hit 'reply all')

I am sad to say that after having a belly ring for more than 10 years (why do I feel that dates me somehow?) that this past weekend I removed it. My belly is naked.

Quite some time ago my belly began to reject the ring and then stopped and that is where it hung on, barely.

Greg and I looked at it and figured it was only time that the ring would get caught on something and get torn out and I'd scream in pain, lose the ring and no doubt have to get my torn belly stitched up. So to spare myself this mess, the ring was removed.

It is very weird having a naked belly again. It looks very odd to me. So plain now. A lil bit sad.

Today Mary emailed me my horoscope for 2005. Not sure where she got it from.

Aries - career

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This was emailed to me by Joan today.
Snowflakes on a shovel.