indulging the inner four-year-old

[janegodzilla]

Oh my goodness, this post over at dooce.com cracked me the fuck up. It's the "BLUUUUUUHHHHHHH" that made me laugh the most, because seriously, haven't we all had days like that, where our only response to something we don't want to do is a resounding "BLUUUUUUHHHHHHH"? Lord knows I have days like that all the time:

"Nate, I don't want to go to work today."

"Well, you--"

"No, I mean I REALLY don't want to go to work. Like, at all. At ALL."

"Okay, well--"

"BLUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHH."

"OH MY GOD. If you would let me TALK, I was going to say you should call in, then. Stay here and sleep in instead."

"Oh. Um. I can't. Because I have to go to work."

"But you just said..."

"Yeah, no, I know. But I still have to go to work."

"BLUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHH."

...

I miss him. :(