aubli

ha. how many days have i been in the real world? not many. i should start carving marks into the wall or something, keep track of how long it's been.

coworkers exhibiting penchant for fart jokes. unexpected, to say the least. it would put me more at ease, if only i hadn't been brought up to know that "fart" is a word we don't say. it's "passing gas." i became such a prudish child, in some ways. i remember being taken aback whenever my grade school classmates would say the word fart. i figured it was ignorance, not malice, and tried to correct them... of course once i hit high school and discovered shakespeare and my eyes were opened to "fart"'s long and illustrious literary history. and here i'd always been encouraged to think it was some new-fangled swear word some little bratpunk made up in 1990 or something...

they've also found out that i love chocolate, and were very amused. got the remains of a pint of ben & jerry brownie batter ice cream and later the last of a bag of m&m's.... mmmmmmm. so far i don't see any downside to this whatsoever.

fatespawn made teriyaki chicken tonight, and that was great too. watched the green mile. and now, to sleep.