||[Feb. 4th, 2005|04:59 pm]
Whole lotta labia.
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In my office break room there's a shelf of books. A free-for-all lending library, if you will. It's got your required Stephen King and John Grisham novels, of course.
And then right on top of one of the piles is a copy of "The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty."
In the break room. Not the ladies room, where I might at least be like "Well.. ok.. that fits." No. The lunch room. Call me a prude, but I don't usually like cocks, floggers, and excessive adjectives that close to my Lean Cuisine.