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Things that make me happy that shouldn't

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Today I realized there are some things that make me happy that shouldn't. For instance, today I was walking through my office and I passed the facilities guy. He was straining to reach the top of the coffee maker, to pour coffee beans into the grinder reservoir because he was about 5'5. I walked by this scene at about 6'1 due to the heels and I couldn't help it I chuckled at him, it wasn't too loud or anything he probably didn't hear... but then it made me realize there are things in this world that make me happy that shouldn't. Here's the list I've come up on the spur of the moment.
  • being taller than guys who obviously have a Napoleon complex- these are the guys that spend massive time in the gym because they think people won't notice they are short because they are cut.
  • when people run into stuff. I feel justified in this though because I run into stuff all the time and not only do I laugh... I expect them to as well.
  • Showing other people gross pictures. Today I found this DISGUSTING picture of a WORM and an EYE and it totally made me wanna shove a fork in my brain to get it out of my thoughts, but then I showed it to others and it didn't bug me anymore
  • ABC Family and Disney channel original movies- 'nuff said
  • getting my roommate so fired up that she might explode
  • discussing people on Sunday nights with my friends- you know who you are!
Well that's my short list... I'm sure I'll be adding to this laugh as more things make me happy that shouldn't.
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Brianna and Wade said…
Dearest Michelle! How are you? I would love to join your Fat girls that like food group. I am a real fat girl soooo I am not sure if I qualify so maybe I could be a food groupie...I guess that would mean that I would have to sleep with you or Erica and I am not too sure how you feel about that. =) Anyways I am sooo bored here at work sorry for being crazy! I miss you guys!
January 13, 2009 at 12:23 PM
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