Thursday, December 18, 2008

Guess What?

This one seems fairly obvious to me, but I'm all doped up on Sudafed and Halls and I can't be bothered to come up with something more challenging today. There's this fruit fly in my office, and it won't leave me alone, but I seem to be moving in slow motion today. Mr. Fruit Fly is dodging and weaving, mocking my attempts to clap him to death. Assuming, that is, that I am not simply hallucinating the fruit fly all together. Which is totally possible, based on what the talking purple crayon told me.

So anyways....Guess What?