Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Real Life Rears Its Ugly Head Again

You know how hard it is to come back to work after a 4-day weekend?

Okay, well add this on top of that misery: My beloved Glambert is in NYC today, performing for the CBS Morning Show. He is probably wailing his little heart out at 59th and 5th right this second as I sit here (not nearly close by enough to make a "bank" or "breakfast" run) and pretend to work, having failed to manufacture some "injury" that could allow me to sneak out to the "doctor." Ohhhhh, why did I burn that sick day a few weeks ago??

How much longer until I'm a famous blogger and am immediately invited to joyous events like this?? Who do I talk to about this?

19 comments:

Bond said...

Gee...you are a famous blogger IMHO

mylittlebecky said...

i tried to stay home today as well... "i'm sunburned" usually just gets laughs and queries about applying sun block. dammit.

Falwless said...

I totally know what you mean about burning a sick day. I burned one a couple weeks ago so that'll be it for several months. Gahtdamn it!

The waaahhmbulance is on its way. Got caught it traffic. Should be there shortly.

SkylersDad said...

I thought you were a famous blogger?

Barbara Bruederlin said...

If you aren't famous enough for the red carpet invitations, what hope do the rest of us have? I guess there is no reason for me to ever change out of my sweatpants now.

Soda and Candy said...

whaaaat? Fal, I thought the waaaambulance was an Aussie thing.

hahahahaha. I'm glad it's known here.

Fancy Schmancy said...

Perhaps you should hit the gay bars tonight and see if he's still in town?

Gifted Typist said...

Um, you are a famous blogger and you are talking to people about this, but we're just not famous enough to do anything about.

Barbara(aka Layla) said...

If you do get that famous you have to still remember us little people!

I would have called in a fake bomb threat to the building you work in for you so you could have gone out to see Adam, wish I would have known earlier.

Cormac Brown said...

"How much longer until I'm a famous blogger and am immediately invited to joyous events like this?"

In all honesty, I only laugh at Perez 20% of the time and his page takes to long to load, so yeah, why aren't you the famous blogger, instead? You are funnier and you're Photoshopping is better than his tenth grade drawings.

words...words...words... said...

When you have four Firecrotch Of The Month trophies on your mantel, things will start to open up for you. Trust me.

Candy's daily Dandy said...

lol at words....

Yup, I'm with you.
Sometimes I just feel like shouting, "Don't you people know who I am??" The only thing that keeps me from doing that is the response I may get. You know, like,
"Who the hell cares?"

See what I mean.

catherinette said...

You are totally being robbed.

This whole "work" thing is a giant time suck that ruins everyone's lives. Break free!!

Alice said...

seriously.... if YOU don't get invited to these events, how else am i supposed to read recaps of them later??

Kimizzy said...

Glambert. Drool.

I don't care if he's gay. I'd do what I could to get him back on the straight and narrow. ;)

Sucks to be stuck at work AND when that work is in Texas. At least you're close enough to all of a sudden have to "pick up your stranded mother in a few cities over... gee you're really sorry."

Not Always About Monkeys said...

I think you're famous and fabulous.

LiLu said...

I don't know, but dibs on being your date!!!

cube said...

IMO The Pop Eye should've been on the red carpet list, but nobody ever consults me on stuff like that.

Kristi Mantoni said...

So close and yet so far!!

What type of people ARE you living with?? No one to watch SYTYCD with...I don't either!

Sex is on tonight!! It wouldn't be SYTYCD auditions with him and his mom.

 

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