Random writers

I am clueless why I've become so lax about newsroom blogging. It's not like there's not enough material to fill a small novella. I guess we've all just been so busy during the Christmas season.

Kirby just made a Sonic run and the manager came out and chewed her out and asked her what she was doing there. Kirby worked at Sonic one day and quit. Apparently the manager doesn't like ex-employees to patronize his establishment.

Ryan just walked into the newsroom and declared "assorted chocolates!" in his best British accent. Then he said he was going to punch Jeff right in the face. Then he turned to Kirby and casually asked "do you ever watch Family Guy?" Newsroom people are random people.

My coat smells like dog pee and I have no idea why. Now I'm going to be known as "the smelly writer."

I'm just glad it's Friday. It's been an exhausting week.

Electronic voices

It's official. My britches barely fit anymore and I have to wear leggings and tunics until I decide to stop stuffing all this holiday food into my mouth. But hey...

So, we're all a little tired today from the holiday party last night. Not that it went late into the night or anything...it's just...well, you know.

And on top of all that, a guy named Doug just came on our speaker phones here in the office. His voice just came out of nowhere, asking for help. Kinda creepy, really.

Thank you...thank you. I'll be here all week. Be sure to tip your waitress.

Sugar Plum Enchiladas

It is a beautiful day because Kirby is performing the entire Dance of the Sugarplum Fairy in the middle of the newsroom.

Well, that and it's Friday.

We have our annual WDN Christmas party this Sunday. Here is what the newsroom has to say about THAT:

Patti: "Wooooohooooo, free food! In the words of an old outlaw I once knew - "never turn down a free meal." He was also just released from the big house."

Ryan: "Tacos or enchiladas?"

Kirby: "You can't just put me on the spot like this. This isn't Miss America, you know."

Southern Fried Sexy already went home for the day. Too bad for him.

Yelling!

Today Patti and Jeff were screaming at each other so loudly and so much that I had to run to the farthest part of the newspaper offices (and then I could STILL hear them) just to get a break. They have settled down a little bit this afternoon. I don't even remember what they were yelling about. They weren't mad...just yelling and arguing.

Jeff enjoys arguing more than sex, I'll bet.

Ryan is trying to figure out what to wear to the inaugural dinner tonight (SWOSU Prez Randy Beutler) and I'm fixing to go home and get cleaned up for the festivities.

That's about it for today in the newsroom. Signing off, this is Julie Harding, reporter. Over and out.