- you continually run into the same wall at your house even though you know it's there.
- every time your mother-in-law calls, she says "Hi Jess and Cori and Jack and Sally and Wonton. It's (in a deep voice) Mummy!" And then she incessantly apologizes for something that didn't even remotely offend you. EVERY time.
- your dish rack not only contains baking dishes but toy zombies.
- despite the fact that your legs are falling asleep, you refuse to move the cat from your lap because he's/she's comfortable.
- you have a whole shed full of Halloween decorations.
- every time you see a dog, you yell "PUPPY!"
- your husband caught you dancing like an idiot once and repeatedly laughs at you for it.
- none of your clothes are really that flattering, especially your "office" clothes, because of your giant knockers.
- your cousin and aunt constantly mock you for something that happened 10 years ago.
- you own more yarn than clothes.
- your cross stitching has curse words.

- this is your uncle and father (from left to right):

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Monday, November 30, 2009
You know you are Cori Buchholz when:
Amazingly enough, I haven't had any coffee today
Oh dear god, why do I do this to myself?
Why can't I stop goofing off and just get some work done? I know I am soooooooo behind, but I continue to procrastinate. I'm stupid.
I blame it on the corporate world.
The corporate world (which I am currently employed under) is trying to suck out my soul. It is an evil being trying to rid me of all my uniqueness and craftiness. How dare they not let me knit at work! It's an outrage, I tell you! An Out-Rage!
I'm in a weird mood today.
And, no! Mr. Jerkface, you can NOT talk to our president because you've been rather rude to me EVERY time you call. I can't make these guys call you. I really have no power whatsoever. Just deal with the fact that you aren't the most important person in the world. I know it's a shock, but, suck it!
I really need a puppy. I don't know if I can wait till we get our fence fixed. I either need a puppy or a kid. Or both. *sigh*
Ok, I better go now. I just thought I would write a little since it's been almost 6 months since I last wrote. Oops!! But a lot can happen in a short period of time. You know, like, getting married, buying a house, having a sinus infection for almost a month, etc. It's exhausting.
Hopefully I'll write again soon (not in another 6 months).
Au revoir!
***UPDATE***
Ok, I realize it has not been 6 months. More like 3. But give me a break. All I hear all day long is people talking about oil rigs and well fracs. My brain is mush.
Why can't I stop goofing off and just get some work done? I know I am soooooooo behind, but I continue to procrastinate. I'm stupid.
I blame it on the corporate world.
The corporate world (which I am currently employed under) is trying to suck out my soul. It is an evil being trying to rid me of all my uniqueness and craftiness. How dare they not let me knit at work! It's an outrage, I tell you! An Out-Rage!
I'm in a weird mood today.
And, no! Mr. Jerkface, you can NOT talk to our president because you've been rather rude to me EVERY time you call. I can't make these guys call you. I really have no power whatsoever. Just deal with the fact that you aren't the most important person in the world. I know it's a shock, but, suck it!
I really need a puppy. I don't know if I can wait till we get our fence fixed. I either need a puppy or a kid. Or both. *sigh*
Ok, I better go now. I just thought I would write a little since it's been almost 6 months since I last wrote. Oops!! But a lot can happen in a short period of time. You know, like, getting married, buying a house, having a sinus infection for almost a month, etc. It's exhausting.
Hopefully I'll write again soon (not in another 6 months).
Au revoir!
***UPDATE***
Ok, I realize it has not been 6 months. More like 3. But give me a break. All I hear all day long is people talking about oil rigs and well fracs. My brain is mush.
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