Sex Twist

It has come to my attention that my blogging inspiration is directly correlated to my work. For the past two weeks, our labor has greatly diminished in that a series of contracts are being held hostage in storage. I am sure I have mentioned before that the nature of my work is as follows: I review contracts and enter the terms of the contracts into a database. And quite frankly, since I have not been engaged in this very important project in about two weeks, I am starting to realize that I bloody love my job. It is true that over the past two weeks I have played text twist to a point of compulsion and now only think in six letter words, but it is also true that my blog has suffered because of it. So, in the spirit of creativity, I beg this storage facility to kindly release these contracts.

Despite my failure to blog, there have been some interesting successes that I would like to share with my readership. The first and foremost is that last night I had a major breakthrough in therapy. I asked her if people make friends by sleeping with people they want to be friends with. It has recently come to my attention that this is perhaps an untapped route. I have been complaining for months about how I want to trade in a few of my more boring allies for new ones and I think a good way to broach this issues is to find a target and be like "Hey Clare (I am by no means bi-sexual, but I have like two girlfriends and thinks it's high time I get some more) do you want to meet for coffee and sex?"