UGH

I am so uninspired I can hardly stand it. It must be the season for lack of inspiration because all my favorite procrastination blogs are also lacking in posts. I can’t remember the last time I laughed out loud in my cubicle – except when I asked Nigger Nose what the black folk eat on Thanksgiving besides Yams. Nobody has anything interesting to write about; maybe because the pending holidays are distracting. Even if you try to concentrate on something witty to write it’s hard not to drift off mid-sentence…mmm….mashed potatoes.
Those who know me know that I have a small issue with garlic mashed potatoes. This year I’m just going to forgo the turkey and pile on the taters. I have already informed my mother of this plan so there will be extra mashed for me. And I have requested butter and regular fat milk to ensure maximum creaminess. I will eat them slowly, squish them through my front teeth and back into my mouth and then think how sad it must feel to be my vegan cousin on thanksgiving. Every year she brings some strange concoction, congealed in the pot after the drive down from Boston. Anybody hungry for curried vegetables and brown rice?
Well, so much for this boring post. I guess I can’t be amazingly funny ALL the time.