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 Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 5:43 pm
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Monday, November 14th, 2005
5:42 PM
For three years now (yes, three years) I've stayed in the shadows, lurked around corners of the factory's corridors, even hid in a refuse bin twice so I could see Him in all His masculine beauty in His natural surroundings, undisturbed.
I love His beautiful baby reds and the way He flips open that butterknife... He's oh so strong!
My knees get weak when I hear His name... 137... *fans self* Oh my, it's kind of warm in here.
But today, great tragedy nearly befell me: my cover was almost blown.
I was hiding in a box of C parts for Tickle-Me Lamos peeking out of two small eyeholes at Him while He was talking to Mrs. Claus. She was obstructing my line of sight to Him with her colossal height (5' 5"? How does one get that tall??). So I shifted my position a little in the box, but there was a lot of sawdust in the box, and in retrospect I probably should have hid in another box since my nose is tickled easily, because all of a sudden I AH-CHOOed! Mrs. Claus was just leaving so she probably didn't hear, but 137 looked in my direction and I held my breath and prayed He saw just a box and not an obsessed fangirl.
Thank goodness He only looked for about two seconds before He moved on.
I'm confident at this point that He did not see me.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 11:08 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 6:27 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 1:39 pm
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Wednesday, November 16th, 2005
1:39 PM
Today's mystery gift: a deck of used playing cards.
I had the faintest dream sensation this morning where I saw my hand reaching into some mysterious pocket. What a strange dream!
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My palms have been sweating profusely this entire morning.
Why? It's because I met my new group for R&D today. There's 247 who I briefly mentioned, the workaholic. There's also 101 who has really thick caterpillar-like brows and who is probably the most enthusiastic guy I've ever seen here (he must be happy with his salary). sweatdrop
But why would my palms be sweating because of them you ask? Nay, they're not the reason why my palms are sweating. My palms are sweating because of the last member of the R&D group...
HIM!
Yes, HIM! My muse! My sweet, sweet Him, He who I waste days of passionate thoughts on... Him... ohh my sweet angel love!
He extended His hand towards me in a most hauntingly beautiful gesture after introductions...
My mouth was locked in a cheshire cat-like grin, thank goodness these face masks we've been mandated to wear hid it! And thank goodness my hands are covered in these white gloves so that He didn't feel these perspiry palms of mine when I grasped His beautiful hand for a shake. Maybe this is the start of a beautiful friendship... I feel so giddy...
After that brief moment of sweet reverie, we began to work. Our duty was to unload crates from a transport. Pretty ho-hum. Following a pasta lunch, 101 happened upon a mechanical arm of sorts in one of the crates; he thinks it's for a crane arm game.
I love crane arm games! heart
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 4:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 6:23 pm
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Friday, November 18th, 2005
6:23 PM
This morning's present to me was a nice mug. I couldn't think of any useful purpose for it in my latest piece, so I decided to fill it with some eggnog. I like a good eggnog now and then, but it has to be warm. I don't see why some people prefer it cold, now that's just ick! Anyway, I was about to warm it up in the microwave, but it turns out the eggnog got warm on its own!
Yesterday morning, I was scheduled to help 101 move more crates out of the transport, but it looked like 247 was helping handle that, so I decided to make myself useful elsewhere. Did you know we have to enter a clean room before entering R&D now? I guess they want to make sure we're super clean before working. sweatdrop Can't bring in any thing outside or take anything outside R&D. Anyway, I was about to benchmark test the talking software inside the new little Ferbay electronic pet when He walked by. Gosh, He does a number on my heartbeats!
There have been two more shipping accidents since I last wrote. Yesterday, we got a glimpse of the "Super Drencher 5000" and I think kids are going to love it! 137 seemed especially fascinated with it, He picked it up and held it like an expert marksman, but then He wanted to immediately clean up the mess. It's important to keep it secret, He said. I love what a responsible man He is!
I didn't hear the details of today's shipping accident, but I saw a white, fuzzy, little thingie toddle past me! It was so cute! ;O;
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 4:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 5:52 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 7:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 11:56 am
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