From work, a real winner

A birthday party for a resident turning 100. The whole family came for the occasion, BD cake, candles, balloons, nurses singing happy BD, the whole shabang. Grandma can't talk -- voice cord paralysis, so she writes her requests and such on a little clip board. Suddenly she starts leaning to the left..A nurse standing near props her up with a pillow. After a while she starts leaning ever so slowly to the right..the same caring nurse props her up with another pillow. Then she starts to look a little worried and leans forward..The nurse gets creative and ties her back strait with a blankey. Then her grandson comes by and asks "So, grandma, are they treating you nice here ?.." Grandma grabs a board and starts writing..In a minute the grandson is bent over with hysterical laughter -- the board says "NO. They won't let me fart !!"

can't sleep..

Nothing like cutting work short for hot, wet, dirty drunk monkey sex. Keeps me grounded..:) Endless meetings at work, spaced out thinking about his lips..his hands on me..I meet him 2 hours later at Sybaris and forget there's outside world..He is my world, and I am his, and what will I do if this ever ends...
Vanity Fair at Manor:
The other day at the office, I'm wearing my usual basic black..
"Your're just not a very colorful person.." -- this coming from a book-keeper in vampy make-up, fur-trimmed shoulder-baring sweater and a tight sequened skirt, with her gay side kick in a purple Armany X-change shirt and heavily moussed bangs..
No, I guess I'm not...:) Although I could go on to add that I'm wearing my pink lacy Vicky thong underneath...but I bet the Armani-maniac here's got the same pair on :)..

Random

1. Intra-office memo about upcoming X-mas Party: Please make sure that all residents are dressed in green and red.
2. Its rather hard to have a casual conversation when confronted with a huge erection. Lots of bad puns..
3. Scribbles in an elevator at manor: DISTURBIA. Now, that's just mean..I kinda like it here
4. Stopped by Whole Foods in Lakeview and had coffee in adjacent lobby of a "Gay, Lesbian, Trans-sexual and Trans-gender" Recreational Center. Nice place. Felt utterly plain, grabbed a hand-full of free condoms from a bowl on the way out then shopped at Brown Elephant across the street to feel better..Me and my thrift stores. But I'll never know what gay bingo is like..or trans-gender crafts..I imagine lots of tape's involved..and batteries..and leather scraps, perhaps..
5. A blood curdling scream out in a hallway: "NOBODY LOVES ME !!!" Ouch.
6. Try to explain a vibrator to a 3 year-old who just dug it out of your drawer and is giddily dragging it across the floor by the cord (don't ask..)
7. Mom, I wanna go to "Chucky Jesus" !!!
8. Our nanny scared shitless by a toy pony that went off by itself at 3 am. Locked it in a closet but it just kept on going.."I'm a little pony..tram-tararam.."
9. I am perpetually torn between feeling lonely and wanting to be left alone. No peace.
10. Listening to Kill Bill soundtrack in gridlock and craving a nice classy massacre